Making Words Work for You
Clarissa flexed her perfectly polished toes as she leaned against the chaise lounge chair, sipping one of Judy’s famous mid-day martinis. “This is heaven.” “Isn’t it, though?” Judy sat on the edge of her pool, soaking her legs in the water. “Life doesn’t get much better than this.” “Amen.” Becky sat on her knees, finishing …
Clarissa and Becky listened intently as Judy went through her recent adventures. She made notes in a small notebook as she spoke. “The things that people do. It makes me tired just thinking about it. If you’re going to sell a house there are certain things you should NEVER do.” “What did you find at …
Becky sobbed uncontrollably. “How could she be so insensitive?” “Oh, Sweetie,” Clarissa said, “You know how that woman can be. Always thinking about herself.” Clarissa rocked Becky in her arms. Judy came out of the kitchen carrying a tray with a teapot and several steaming mugs. She placed the tray down on the coffee table, placed coasters …
I think by now I’ve made it pretty clear that I’m not normal – under any circumstances. It’s most obvious to me whenever I’m trying to do something for my kids and screw it up. That’s when I hear them. The judgy moms. via GIPHYA group of three voices that exist in my head and …
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