SHE’S MAGIC

When I was young everything was magic. I loved change. Discovering new places. Making new friends (though that part came super hard). Trying new foods. Hearing new songs. Everything was magic. When I was little I would lay on the ground and watch the clouds float by and if I looked at them just right…

FREE KISSES

My first crush Took my milk money In second grade In exchange for a kiss His brother found out And he told my parents And I got grounded I don’t remember the kiss But I remember his name His name was Chuck I learned not to buy kisses The best kisses are free *Tell me…

LEAVE IT TO BEAVER KILLED THE MAGIC

It was bound to happen eventually. “Mom?” I was getting ready for a party when my 9 year old sauntered in slowly trying not to smile as if she had a secret. “I know you don’t want me to grow up so fast but…” she said as she tried to contain what seemed like embarrassment. …