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As I waited in the emergency room, I tried to think of the best way to explain in one sentence how I ended up with a nail in my foot and a severe burn on my elbow.
As I waited in the emergency room, I tried to think of the best way to explain in one sentence how I ended up with a nail in my foot and a severe burn on my elbow.
After six shots, three beers, and some very sloppy flirting, apparently I had my first kiss.
Fifteen years after my question crushed her foot, she called me from the chair lift, about to ski for the first time since I was three.
Catching my sons vomit in my hand when he threw up last night made me realise just how far I would go for my children.
I'll never forget the day my mom turned to me out of the blue and informed me, "When I die, I want everyone to dress as clowns at my funeral."
The difference between "we're expecting" and "were expecting" is only an apostrophe.
You know your family is dysfunctional when you discover that your mother was married two times already because you read it in your grandmother's annual Christmas letter.
In a crowded college dorm with four of us to a two-person room, I felt like I had a place, while in the three-story house I reluctantly call home, I know there's no room for me.
After 10 years of counseling, a full time career, and the support of 4 children, my dad still cries every night at the loss of Mom.
It was just a schizophrenic attack, but it still hurt when he told me he would be ashamed to call me his wife and that his daughter would never come from a whore.
When I was four years old, I ate chap stick that smelled like strawberries even though I knew it was wrong.
If you you drink too much and ask your sorority sister to kiss you, they will never let you forget it, even if you can't remember it.
I will admit I defiled the tradition and sacredness of Mustache March by shaving mine off.
It wasn't until my doctor used words like "bipolar" and "anxiety disorder" that I realized that may have driven into that tree on purpose.
We went to the Opening Ceremonies of the Paralympic Games, watched an NHL hockey game, and threw an amazing dinner party, but the highlight of my weekend was hearing my boyfriend's teenaged daughter tell the emergency nurse that I was her stepmom.
I'm glad he doesn't hav caller ID, because if he did he'd know how many times I've called.
Upon seeing how upset my mother became over the death of our dog, I realized how much I would have devastated her if my suicide attempt had succeeded.
House fire with people trapped, turnout gear on, sirens wailing, the engine lurching through traffic, adrenaline flowing, I glance out the window and pass a little boy with the same look I had on my face when I decided to become a firefighter.
I swore with excitement when my new Bible came in the mail.
The night before my dad died, I rolled my eyes and gave an exasperated sigh when he asked me to go to the kitchen and get him a glass of water, but I can't remember if I told him that I loved him.
When the hygienist handed me a child's toothbrush because she said my mouth was too small for the adult size, I almost asked if I could have Belle instead of Snow White.
My brother is an accomplished pilot, has three college degrees and has traveled all over the world, and he still likes to draw little moustaches on me while I sleep.
I can't stop the tears as I shuffle through a box under the our bed and find a tattered letter to Santa, written by my now drug addicted son.
When the doctor asked if there was a history of depression in my family, I said no, but later I realized the two alcoholics and the two suicides by gun probably counted.
Today was the first time I'd seen my kindergarten teacher in eleven years, but when she told me I was smart I began to believe in myself again.
Watching my mother lean over my father's coffin to kiss him and tell him goodbye was the most painful moment of my entire life.
Last week, I wore the same unwashed shirt to work every single day and I received the most tips of any of the servers.
I was too busy worrying about bumping into him to notice him sitting three seats ahead of me.
The very first person to ask me for my autograph killed herself a week later, and I will never forget her.
The look on my daughter's face as I turned and left her dorm room that first day will haunt me forever.
Getting paid to goof off really isn't as awesome as you would think.
Flying towards the finish line, I hit a bump and my front wheel folded like a potato chip.
I knew he was the one to keep when our second date, during which I accidentally gave him a facial scar with my teeth, was not the last.
She couldn't tell for 8 months, until that night in the college dorm bathroom.
This morning, my dad was doing the laundry and my stepmom was fixing the pipes.
I knew our week-long school trip to DC was off to a good start when we woke to a fire alarm at 3am and waited in the parking lot, in our PJs, until sunrise.
I curled up in bed after my shower, naked as the day I was born, not expecting the fire alarm to go off at 4 am in my co-ed dorm.
I had the privilege of sitting with Dad as the pain, fear and confusion went away and his breathing became quieter and quieter, and I shared in a little of the peace that came over him then.
I realized I'm a true dog person when I had a dinner of plain pasta and a stolen snickers bar, because I couldn't afford anything more than that after buying my dog's prescription food.
My family always joked I started going to church because I was having sex with the pastor, but that didn't come until much later.
After tip-toeing out at 5am and getting dressed in the car, I realized my cell phone was on her bedroom floor.
I don't think my husband realized I knew all those words until he sat next to me in the delivery room.
When he told his four-year-old daughter that the doctor just needed to look at her eyes to make sure they were okay, she whispered, "Will he put them back in when he's done looking at them?"
Right before the janitor turned the lights in the classroom on, we feigned sleep thinking she wouldn't know we were making out.
Diagnosed in October, terminal in November, gone by December.
It wasn't until after I discovered the 3D glasses from "Avatar" still in my purse that I realized I had accidentally dropped my $40 sunglasses into the recycling bin instead.
While my mother and her boyfriend were upstairs I quietly removed his size 34 jacket from the back of the chair and replaced it with my nearly identical size 46.
The day I got diagnosed with bipolar disorder was the day I chased my best friend down the street with a butterfly knife.
Afterwards, I deeply regretted telling my hairdresser that my mother had had a nose job.