Bad Is the New Good

Tanner

I’m Gonna Need A Minute. Or A Day. Or More.

August 9, 2010

Yeah. That. I need to lay down with a cold compress for a few days, and process what THAT all means, and find a way to calm the burstiness of my heart, and to think about all the people that deserve big sloppy bear hug thanks, and to cry – happy tears, happy tears – [...]

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What Is UP With All The Tutus?

August 4, 2010

If you have to ask that question, you should probably read this first – it’s the story of my nephew, Tanner, who is dying of Duchennes Muscular Dystrophy. It’s kind of a long story. But you should go read it, and maybe also my most recent posts about him, because the story matters. Take your [...]

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Black Flies And Dryer Lint And Dragons, Oh My

August 3, 2010

It took me a while to figure why I was crying, why I kept bursting into tears at silly, random things, like an excess of dryer lint, or a dearth of toilet paper. I had just figured it to be hormones, or a passing mood, you know, the kind that you fall into when you’ve [...]

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Birds Of Feather Massacre Swan Lake Together

August 2, 2010

This afternoon, I took 237 photos of myself in tutus. Red ones, black ones, yellow ones; with shoes, without shoes; with leotard, with tank tops; standing close to the mirror, standing as far away from the mirror as possible without making it look like the tutu wasn’t so much tutu as it was epic muffin-top… [...]

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A Real Boy

July 27, 2010

Every visit to the doctor, now, brings bad news. In the early days, there were reassurances and messages of hope – some boys make it out of their teens, there are ways to slow the deterioration of his muscles, he might stay mobile for a long time, he might still get to enjoy some of [...]

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A Little Heart Bursting Never Hurt Anyone

July 9, 2010

Have I hollered enough about the joyfultastic awesomeness that is this? Have you heard just about enough about tutus and New York and walking and skipping and running and wishes and dreams and carpe-ing the diem? Do you have no soul? Then you might want to skip this post. I hope that you won’t, but [...]

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And Her Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day

July 5, 2010

This weekend, my sister ran in a tutu for Tanner. Afterwards, she wrote this: Wow. Life is a journey, a path that has been laid before us – to help us learn, love and grow. To push ourselves and just HAVE FAITH. In life and each other. I will readily admit, sometimes my faith falters… [...]

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Tears And Tutus And Still Not Enough Nyquil

June 16, 2010

Something that I learned today: if you collapse into a fit of sobbing while you have a severe upper respiratory infection, you might start choking, which is uncomfortable, and also frightens cats. Still, reading this story was more than worth the discomfort. Thank you, Laural.From the very bottom of my tired heart. (The BlogHer 5k [...]

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Things That Go Bump In The Light Of Day

June 1, 2010

It is, of course, our greatest fear. It is the bogeyman in our closet, the monster under our bed. It is the shadow that lurks behind every tree in the wood, it is the crackle of every twig, it is the sudden silencing of birds, the darkening of the sky, the unexpected chill in the [...]

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This Narrow Valley

April 28, 2010

There’s a home for the elderly that Emilia and Jasper and I pass every day on our walks to and from preschool and junior kindergarten and ballet lessons and karate. Emilia calls the ladies who live there her ladies – “we need to wave to my ladies, Mommy!” -  and she waves and blows kisses [...]

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