Modeling Graciousness, Part II: The Long Run

Catching up on reading – have been away from here for a bit. This made me cry. Wonderful mom, great kid. Great advice.

Visible Child

teen couch food

It’s 6:45 a.m., and I’m crying like a baby, you guys.

Yesterday was a long day.   In my house, we relish our weekends, particularly the ability to sleep in.  Of course, I can’t really do that anymore (because menopause and almost 18 years of getting up early to do all the mom things that must be done in the early mornings), but I do love the idea.  And sometimes I still do just enjoy the silence or read or meditate or take a walk.   And of course, my almost 18-year-old has gotten really really good at it, as teenagers will do–it’s their specialty.   Yesterday, neither of us got to sleep in.

We both got up at 6:15 to be ready to leave the house at 7:15 to be at a school that is about a half hour away for the absurdly absurd ritual of standardized testing for college admission (don’t…

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About armsakimbobook

I'm a mother, a lawyer, a feminist, a writer, a potter, and an inveterate and unapologetic New Yorker. My book, Arms Akimbo: A Journey of Healing, tells of my journey of healing over a number of years, learning to live a full life after I was molested by my father at a very young age. I live in Medford, MA, part time with my 11 year-old daughter and full time with our dog, Toast, and our cats, Samson and Hercules.
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