Parenting

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    Be a Barb

    ByG

    In a world full of Karens, be a Barb. This is my Grandma Barb. A few weeks ago, my dad called.  My grandmother was in the hospital, and her time seemed to be waning.  If you’ve lost someone, you know the feeling of helplessness and emptiness before they are even gone.  I hadn’t realized the…

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    Crying in the Closet

    ByG

    “Mommy’s sick baby.  Sometimes her heart hurts and she doesn’t know why.” Tears roll down my face as I try to explain to my five-year-old why he found me crying in the closet.  Without questioning, he crawls into my lap, wraps his arms around my neck, and lays his little head on my shoulder, gently…