The Glamorous Life Of The Modern Day Soccer Mom
The Glamorous Life Of The Modern Day Soccer Mom
A Life Well Lived
by Gina Valley
My husband’s mom died in the wee hours of this morning.
Although she had been declining, her passing was not expected. Fortunately, all of her children were at her side when she slipped away. My husband is very sad. My heart is broken for him. Both of his parents are gone now, so it’s a double loss.
I suppose I’m like everyone else in examining my own life whenever I’m confronted with the death of someone,
Love is…
Love is folding the laundry so I can finish my ice cream
Love is telling me I look beautiful when I don’t because I need to hear it
Love is taking a day off work to make me a bouquet of a dozen roses out of red duct tape
Love is cleaning up the kids’ barf every time without being asked
Love is vacuuming the living room when company is coming even though the only difference you see is that it makes lines on the rug
Love is wanting me
Love is going to get the car,
NOW What Do We Argue About?
So, the elections are over.
Now what are we supposed to argue about?
It’s important to our health as people to have a constant source of bicker-ready topics available. We need the cardio that racing to an opinion, running off at the mouth, jumping off the deep end, and stretching the truth provide.
Fortunately,
No, We CAN’T All Just Get Along
Do we have to argue about everything?
Yes. Yes, we do.
My youngest boys, Matthew and Ryan, argue about whose turn it is. Constantly. Turns are very important to them. I suppose someday some overpaid therapist will tell them that’s because they’re from a big family, but I know it’s just because they’re trying to drive me insane.