I can't pinpoint the exact moment I started obsessing -- maybe it was around the time both of my girls were fully enrolled in middle school, which was right about the time the feeling of clutching their hands on the way to the elementary school bus stop began to fade, no matter how hard I tried to conjure it. I began obsessing about those little hands, and, more to the point, about my daughters leaving me. Even though they are only 12 and 14. Even though they still (for the most part) enjoy hanging out with us. Even though I know deep down that our kids never
Catastrophic Happiness
Catastrophic Happiness
Catastrophic Happiness
I can't pinpoint the exact moment I started obsessing -- maybe it was around the time both of my girls were fully enrolled in middle school, which was right about the time the feeling of clutching their hands on the way to the elementary school bus stop began to fade, no matter how hard I tried to conjure it. I began obsessing about those little hands, and, more to the point, about my daughters leaving me. Even though they are only 12 and 14. Even though they still (for the most part) enjoy hanging out with us. Even though I know deep down that our kids never