Tag: reflection
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A New Season of Self: Or, The Next Evolution of This Rock Kid’s Mom

Photo: An electric guitar. Prized possession of my kiddo. As a writer, I feel a particular, if curious, satisfaction at the “tentpole” moments in life. The “firsts” my kids go through are generally inevitable and predictable. They also rely on life going the way life goes: which is often meandering and apt to distraction. Everyone…
