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Why I Have Not Been Writing Funny Stories About Being a Parent Lately

Addiction stinks.

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Holidays fill your life with thoughts of love and home. But this year, the holidays filled me with sadness.

I planned the Thanksgiving meal.

I cooked the Thanksgiving meal.

I washed five million Thanksgiving dishes, breaking only one plate and one wine glass.

While sweeping, I realized my five million parenting worries don’t end when a child becomes an adult.

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I found the Christmas decorations and killed the spiders hanging around the edges of the boxes.

I decorated the Christmas tree and swore to sort the decorations and throw out the broken ornaments.

I cried in my bathroom on Christmas Eve because my 21 year was not with us, and so much felt broken in my life.

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