by Dawn | Jul 3, 2014 | parenting, Zen
Declan’s chasing me with a stick. “Don’t chase me with a stick,” I say. I know someone whose eye was poked out. Sticks are dangerous. “I’m not chasing you. The zombie’s chasing you.” “Zombies go slow.” Plants...
by Dawn | Mar 24, 2014 | family
I remember I used to get up early in the mornings and have tea with Dad before he went to work. Sometimes I got a dab of cologne while he shaved. I remember the holidays Mom put together, not having had many traditions in her childhood. The walnut cookies, the...
