Why do bad things happen to good people? That’s the money question. The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind. Like a feather tossed about, so are the answers to why bad things happen. In fact, if God himself came down and gave me a written explanation as to why my husband died after …
Author Archives: Melissa
Shadows
Yeah, you. I’m talking to you. The one sitting in the shadows. I can’t quite make out your face, but I can see an open book and a faint light illuminating the words printed on the tissue-paper thin pages. You’re studying something, and I think I know what it is. The pages are turning, your …
A Weighty Blanket
As I sifted through two weeks of mail stacked precariously on my countertop, I happened upon one of those catalogues geared toward the rich and famous. You know, the ones that sell completely useless things like smartphone-controlled paper airplanes, pie gates, and egg pillows. On my way to the round file, catalogue in hand, I …
Toilet Paper and Nails
A lazy Saturday, nothing to do but sit in my backyard and sip wine… Who am I kidding. The only thing lazy about that Saturday was me because I didn’t want to take all five kids to their dentist appointment only to hear that the kids could use some serious lessons in teeth-brushing. So there …
The Princess Bride
I love that movie. It’s one of my favorite ones. I haven’t been able to watch our collective favorite for fear that something terrible might happen. Like I might get struck by lightening. Or it might start raining from my eyeballs. Oh, but I was a princess. And I was a bride. He allowed Melissa …
A time to be born, and a time to die…
I knew it was true when I almost ran a red light by our apartment across from the courthouse and juvenile detention center. She was coming. So were my final exams. I managed to keep her safely tucked away while I hand wrote my exams, uncomfortable in those swively law school chairs I thought would …
I’m Melissa, but you probably figured that out already.
Welcome to the web’s millionth blog. I’m the world’s okay-est mom, I hate coffee, and I have a ton of kids that are kind of cute. Oh, I have no husband since he decided to permanently move upstairs. So that makes me a widow, too. Grab a glass of wine, and let’s travel this most …
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