some thoughts on motherhood, marriage, learning to love my own face in the mirror, wondering about the lady in the tangerine coat in the bean aisle at the market, writing - the usual suspects.
Monday, December 12, 2011
She Doesn't Have Pre-Algebra
"I don't know, maybe it's because it's Monday but I'm feeling kinda anxious," Claire said. "Well, sometimes I try to imagine what my eighty-year old self would say. I imagine something like, don't sweat the small stuff?" "She doesn't have pre-algebra, Mom."