November 29, 2013 in Pine Journal
It’s human nature. We want what we don’t have. It’s a condition that often follows us through life.
November 2, 2013 in Pine Journal
“You don’t really appreciate what you’ve got until it’s gone.”
These wise words came out of the mouth of my 16-year-old son; surprisingly, he wasn’t referring to a Snicker’s bar. Continue Reading
October 26, 2013 in Pine Journal
It was picture day at school today. We nearly missed the annual event. This is because the child who was scheduled to have his portrait taken is a boy who sees little importance in remembering something as insignificant as picture day.
October 19, 2013 in Pine Journal
Last weekend I came out of the closet with an armload that included an old Christmas sweater, two pairs of mom jeans and a maternity top from 1997.
October 12, 2013 in Pine Journal
My youngest son came home from school last Tuesday acting a little less animated than his typical mid-week, hyper-energetic, 11-year-old self. When I inquired whether he’d had a good day, he paused (which is unusual) and said, “Not really. I guess had a couple of blurts.”
September 28, 2013 in Pine Journal
I am every parent. Or most parents. Or at least one of the parents who live in my house which is one of two, or one-half, or 50 percent, but who’s counting?
September 21, 2013 in Pine Journal
This week I said goodbye to an old friend and our parting was bittersweet. We’d spent nearly every day together for more than seven years. Lately, however, he just hadn’t been reliable. Continue Reading
September 14, 2013 in Pine Journal
There are certain dates that stick in our memories. September 11, 2001, is one for most of us. This week, we relived that moment in time, as people tend to do on anniversary dates both celebratory and somber.
September 7, 2013 in Pine Journal
Many people have expressed strong opinions about the subject, and about Miley Cyrus. There’s just one catch. I believe most of us are focusing on the wrong issue.
August 31, 2013 in Pine Journal
I thought it would be easier the second time around, but I was wrong.
We are packing up our oldest son for college this week and I find my eyes watering inexplicably. My son wonders why my eyes are red and I tell him it must be allergies.