Last week, after swimming at the Saline Rec Center, I gave Wil a dollar bill and 2 quarters to buy a Gatorade in the vending
In Our Wheelhouse
Wil sat down in the outfield. A bead of sweat slowly slid down the side of his pink cheek. The outfield was made of rubber;
Stuck On You
I didn’t know exactly where or when Wil would get stuck at the party, but I knew it was a possibility. The graduate was one
Taking Note
On Wednesday, I opened Wil’s school folder and found a letter folded in half. There was an intricate drawing on the outside of the letter to
You Are Here
Like many mothers, I loved my son before he was born. My daughters and husband placed their hands on my belly and felt his kicks
Once Upon a Hat
On Friday morning, Wil sat on his bedroom floor rifling through his bin of hats. He couldn’t decide which one. “Well, no hat then!” Wil
