Author: Jenna

One Crazy Summer

Last week, my son asked me if the summer was half over. We talked about all the different things he had done over the many weeks since second grade ended, and all that was planned during the five full weeks until third grade begins. He was disappointed to realize that his vacation is on the

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Moments of Clarity

Just over two years ago, my older brother took a redeye from California to Connecticut with my mother, ostensibly for a “visit” with her daughter and grandchildren.  My younger brother drove up from New York the night before and the two of us picked them up from the airport.  Without even stopping for breakfast, we

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Scars

Later this month, my son turns 8 years old.  The world is his for the taking.  He tells me that he does not plan to get a job when he is a grown up as he is going to be a professional baseball player, who gets to play instead of work.  He is constantly laughing,

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Filling the Silence

There is not a lot of calm in my life. Someone is always talking, whining, singing, bickering, interrupting, playing, reading, crying, complaining, yelling, laughing.  I live a blessed but noisy life.  In a way, I think it propels us forward, some sort of soundtrack to our daily routine. This past Thanksgiving, I picked up my

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