Author: Meg Elizabeth
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The Favorite
“I can’t believe this is not even a dream.” Lauren tugged her seat-belt around her neck to click it fastened without breaking her gaze with the fluffy ball of puppy sitting on my lap as we drove out of the school pick up line. After years of campaigning, Cherry the golden-doodle had just made Lauren’s…
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The 5 Fights Before 9.
Fight the fall into fear, failure, and doubt by giving up guilt in exchange for grace; fetching forgiveness for faults. I have kids. If I want to entertain the notion of a “quiet” time before the chaos erupts, my alarm can only beep a maximum number of three times. In the dark of dawn, I…
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The Over-Answerer
Solutions are revealed through noise, and hidden in the slow silence of subtlety. “Lo, you can’t cheer in flats.” I harped. “UUUGGGHHHH!!!!” She exasperated as she stomped off to change her shoes. “Mom…” My oldest began…and then I really can’t tell you what she said after that. It was too long and drawn out, and…
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The Crack
Joy cracks conformity. “Mom,” my seven-year old wept as she slunked against the cold window on the way home from school, “it happened again.” A chill stemmed from my heart to the heated steering wheel as I swiped the volume down. “Same person?” I pressed. “One stopped, but there’s still one more.” Kids are funny…
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The Eagle and The Ice
“How do I help my kid do a cartwheel?” These are the things that I Google while my butt conforms to the stiff waiting room chair at the dance studio. “The hardest part is overcoming the fear of falling in order to take that first leap forward,” said a sweet personal trainer via YouTube. “I…
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