(Note: I recently wrote this for a blog called Fragments of Life, but I thought I’d also share it with you here.) A few months ago, I went to visit my parents at the house where I grew up in Texas. My mom, in her mom way, likes to make use of my presence to clean out closets. “Can we throw out these softball trophies?” “What about these old dance recital costumes?” “You’re never going [...]
