Dear Lily June, I regularly read you this children’s story called “Cookies” from a larger collection. In it, two friends, Frog and Toad,… Read more Box, String, Ladder, Birds–On the Occasion that You Need Willpower
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Anticip…–In Which Your Mother Goes Back to the Doctor #StellarStoryChallenge
Dear Lily June, There are few things in this world that rattle me more than going to the doctor. I’ve… Read more Anticip…–In Which Your Mother Goes Back to the Doctor #StellarStoryChallenge
Coffee & Change–In Which We Rewind Yesterday
Dear Lily June, I often wish my life were a story written in a book. When I was having trouble comprehending… Read more Coffee & Change–In Which We Rewind Yesterday
Diatribe from Behind the Stall Door–In Which I Rant about Restroom Etiquette
Dear Lily June, If you haven’t caught this already, your mother’s no Ms. Manners. Short of overthinking issues like sneezing… Read more Diatribe from Behind the Stall Door–In Which I Rant about Restroom Etiquette
Pairing Water with Wine–In Which Your Mother’s a Teetotaler
Dear Lily June, My mother’s advice when it came to drinking was to “Stop at three–one for the father, one… Read more Pairing Water with Wine–In Which Your Mother’s a Teetotaler
Waving the White Flag–In Which I Have to Give Up Breastfeeding
Dear Lily June, Of everything that happened with the pregnancy and your birth, what still haunts me even to this minute… Read more Waving the White Flag–In Which I Have to Give Up Breastfeeding
Measuring Out My Life in Coffee Spoons–In Which I Tackle Pain
Dear Lily June, “Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”… Read more Measuring Out My Life in Coffee Spoons–In Which I Tackle Pain
Back in the Saddle Again–In Which I Anxiously Reinitiate Therapy for Anxiety
Dear Lily June, The first summer after the tornado, my mental state was shambling like a zombie. It hit mid-April,… Read more Back in the Saddle Again–In Which I Anxiously Reinitiate Therapy for Anxiety
Forgiving the Flesh–In Which I Recount the Ways My Body Has Betrayed Me
Dear Lily June, As human beings, we live in the flimsy structures of our fleshy bodies. Our hearts, like birds,… Read more Forgiving the Flesh–In Which I Recount the Ways My Body Has Betrayed Me
The Delivery, Part III–In Which You Make Your Grand Entrance in the Surgical Theater
Dear Lily June, It’s hard to believe that two months ago to the very day, you emerged into the world… Read more The Delivery, Part III–In Which You Make Your Grand Entrance in the Surgical Theater
