Family | Frustration | Love | Mother | Reward

The kids are fighting. I have my hands over my ears again. It’s summer, hot, but fall is coming and winter is closing in. I will spend the days ahead heating soup, dressing Aaron and Micah ten times over for sledding every day, reading Dr. Seuss before their too short naps at noon. My younger sister, unmarried, will be a vice- president of a leasing company one day soon, my parents say. She spent a recent vacation in Mexico and last week’s vacation at some very swank resort on the West Coast. We spent our family vacation on a lake in a little rented cabin, Mark and I teaching the two boys to fish, catching toads and crayfish. I made burgers, vacuumed sand, did laundry by hand. Winter is coming soon. Oh, dear Lord, I want a job, a job, a sweet, sweet check in hand, value spelled out in dollar signs to match my self-esteem, my pride. When someone asks…

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