When I was a little girl, I was told "just be yourself," as if this were a magic wand fix for all of life's troubles. You don't have any friends? Just be yourself! You're a weird, awkward kid? Just be yourself! You dress funny and the kids push you to the ground at recess? Just… Continue reading Don’t be yourself. No really, don’t.
Nine years ago today, I became a mom. Except it didn’t happen on a Saturday. It happened on a Monday. A Monday! Which seems sort of wrong, on multiple levels, but I suppose somebody HAS to be born on a Monday, so there you go. Plus, I had a REALLY rough pregnancy, so it was… Continue reading Happy Birthday to my Favorite Eviction.
My grandmother passed away earlier this week. She was 89 years young. These are the words I said at her funeral: I have a lot of memories of my grandmother, Mary Martin, but one of my favorite memories happened rather recently. I’d been researching our family’s genealogy. I wanted to know where we came… Continue reading Mary Louise (Calley) Martin, 1923-2012