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Show Don’t Tell
Dear Mom, Did you ever find it super challenging to be a parent? Were there ever any days when you looked at us and thought, “Now how the hell am I going to handle this situation?” Did you ever overreact?… Continue reading
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I Must Keep Trying
Dear Mom, Over the weekend, I opened yet another email with yet another form rejection. One more ‘it’s not you it’s me’ from an agent I researched to the point of truly believing we’d be the perfect fit. I once… Continue reading
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I Don’t Have to Worry
Dear Mom, I woke up Monday morning with zero ideas in my head of topics to write about this week. I was totally blank. Also totally exhausted and cursing myself for once again staying up too late the night before… Continue reading
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Finding Solidarity in Community
Dear Mom, I’ve been looking back at previous letters to you as inspiration for this week’s letter and I’ve noticed something interesting. A few months ago, I wrote about my desire to have more human connections in life. I’ve written… Continue reading
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Tackling My To-Do List During the Holiday Season
Dear Mom, It’s Christmas morning. Hanukkah begins tonight. This last week has been top shelf overwhelming. I’ve been running around buying a million presents for my kids. Followed by regretting buying a million presents for my kids. Followed by deciding… Continue reading
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My Aha Moment
Dear Mom, I’ve been staring at a blank page for hours. The cursor mocking me with its excessive blinking. I know what I want to write about this week. I know what I want to ask you. I know what… Continue reading
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A Lonely Child
Dear Mom, If you were alive, you’d say I was a troubled teenager, which I was, but I also know my troubles began long before. I can trace it all back to my childhood. When I close my eyes and… Continue reading
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When I Die
Dear Mom, When I die, I want the party you never got. I want music and dancing and a true celebration. You requested a party. You never got it. I want it. I also know, it’s not that simple. I’ve… Continue reading
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What If I Had Asked for Help?
Dear Mom, For years, and I mean for all my life leading up to probably last week after my new therapist helped me open my eyes, I believed I had gotten away with it. I had pulled one over on… Continue reading
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A Little Magic
Dear Mom, Over the weekend we watched a movie about imaginary friends, and it sparked some truly magical conversations at dinner. We asked each other, what if we had imaginary friends? I could really visualize Scotland’s friend. Long curly hair… Continue reading
Sober Letters to Mom 