Goodbye, Alan Rickman, You Were the Best Friend and Mentor I Never Had

 

When I awoke last Thursday, I rolled over and grabbed my phone as I do every morning. I did the obligatory Facebook check and noticed that a friend had shared an article about Alan Rickman.

Oh hey, someone else who thinks he’s as awesome as I do, I thought.

Pause.

What a minute. There’s only one reason people start sharing random articles about people who haven’t just released a blockbuster film, checked into rehab, been arrested, or made a sex tape. All of which I was nearly certain hadn’t happened.

Frown.

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Celebrating My First Published Piece

I’m excited to announce that my first published piece came out recently in Brain, Child Magazine. I’m ecstatic! I have loved Brain, Child since I first discovered it and have dreamed of writing for them for almost as long. My inner critic told me it would be a difficult publication to break into because the writing is so beautiful and thought-provoking. But then it happened! Here it is!

“My mom admitted to me that she hates the color of my old bedroom, a peach like those circus peanut candies, with the air of confessing that she never liked a meal I’d proudly made her for years. I had just had my second baby and she had flown into town to help out. We were walking to the park for some much-needed outside time for my four-year-old. I looked over at her and studied her face, trying to reconcile this information with what I knew to be true. She and my dad had made me paint over my bedroom walls where I’d drawn a mural I loved, and it never felt like home after that.” Read more…

How a Frumpy Gal Feels About Going Gray

Last year, on my birthday, I was remarking to my husband​ that I didn’t have any gray hairs yet and I was wondering when it was going to happen.

He surveyed the top of my head and then replied, “uh, you mean like that one?”

I asked him to pull it out, but not because I wanted to do away with it, per se. Rather, I didn’t believe him and needed to see it for myself.

Here it is, folks. My first gray hair (from a year ago). It was so significant, I documented it with a photo.

Gray hair on orange napkin
Bet you didn’t expect this much attention, did you, barely visible gray hair.

 

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