Tag Archive for #love

The Day I Met God

Dear Evangeline, It’s been a year now but I have little doubt that the moment left an indelible mark on my mind, like a short video that sits on my I-Cloud. I know it isn’t going anywhere, but I only like to view it sparingly. I was sitting in one of those plastic chairs, the kind hospitals provide for visitors just to make sure… Read more →

A Life Lesson (as told by today’s drunk LIRR rider)

Dear Evangeline,   At some point you’ll hear the expression, “in vino veritas,” which loosely translates to “drunk people don’t lie.” Well, today you encountered a very drunk young lady on the train. Some drunk people are very mean and say things like, “I’d rather see Donald Trump take the White House than have to take this Uber home with you.”… Read more →

Mommy’s Tinder Account

Dear Evangeline, When I was 16 years old, some old man told me, “live it up, kid. Because it’s all downhill from here.” And I have good reasons to believe he wasn’t alluding to the fact that I had no mortgage to pay, children to take care of, or taxes to tally. He was referring to the imminent downward spiral of my… Read more →

Motherhood & Doctorhood, Go Together Like a Horse & Carriage?

Dear Evangeline,   When you reach that ripe age of three and learn how to google mommy’s name, you’ll be brought to these pages. You’ll also notice there has been a four month-long gap in my writing. Well, mommy’s been going through something that we call in the world of adults, “some shit.” I didn’t feel like talking about it. I still… Read more →

A Mourning Mother

Dear Evangeline, Today I took you on your first trip to the car wash. The weather was glorious for the first time in months, but when the door to the outdoors slammed behind us the look in your eyes glistened stronger than the sun. I let you press your nose against the gnarly glass as you watched the cars swoosh… Read more →

Gratefully Gutless: An Anniversary Story

Dear Evangeline, I don’t have anything in the house to cook for dinner. “What else is new,” you ask? Well, smarty pants, this is significant because I am finally feeling well enough to make a trek to the grocery store. The only problem is, you’re not feeling well and, as I mentioned in passing to your father this morning, the… Read more →

Tear Down the Aisles!!!

Dear Evangeline, You’re complicating things. Or perhaps you’re un-complicating them, depending on your point of view. You always expect the unexpected as a parent, but one of the first things I was thrown by after your birth was an overwhelming sense of responsibility to not f*ck up. It came from this feeling I would get from looking at you, a palpable… Read more →

Heavy Baggage

Dear Evangeline, You, my darling, are beginning to wrap your head around the idea that “mommy’s belly” is going to take a long time to heal. When I first came home from the hospital, you were sick with pneumonia, but that didn’t seem to bother you. You were so worried about me. The first time you saw me get off… Read more →

On Turning a “Terrible” Two

Dear Evangeline, The “terrible twos” are upon us! Well, anyhow, that’s what we hear every time we walk out the front door. In reality, the “terrible twos” started back in August, when you were just 18 months-old. It was almost as if the moment you turned 18 months-old, our world was jerked upside down. You started to dance, to have… Read more →

A Papa Tomato Story

Dear Evangeline, Last week, your pop-pop and I were reminiscing about your great-grandfather, whom you lovingly nicknamed “Papa Tomato” shortly before his death this past summer. “That man just never stopped moving. He always had his hands in something. He just couldn’t sit still,” your pop-pop said to me with a nostalgic quiver, “It’s almost as if…well, it’s almost as… Read more →

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