This is so, so beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Reminds me of my girls, my women. Solidly millennial, my daughter is a momma now, my stepdaughter recently finished the first draft of her first novel. And I’m so proud of them both. They live too far away for us to do things together like craft fairs. I miss that so. You brought me back to those days.
Such a beautiful piece Jena. I love the epic nature of our everyday lives, the family and love we curate and realize is the greatest accomplishment of them all.
Such a touching and beautiful piece of writing! Thanks for letting me be "a fly on the wall" and part of those intensely personal family moments, Jena.
Beautiful. Every word. I’m not a mother. I never choose it, never sought it. This story brought up a longing for things I’ve never lived. But in a gorgeous way. Whenever something moves me so quickly to tears, I am grateful for the wisdom of it. Thank you.
Pap smears on a crafts fair--that should be a thing!
It makes me laugh every time I think of it!
This is so, so beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Reminds me of my girls, my women. Solidly millennial, my daughter is a momma now, my stepdaughter recently finished the first draft of her first novel. And I’m so proud of them both. They live too far away for us to do things together like craft fairs. I miss that so. You brought me back to those days.
How wonderful to see them both thriving!
Very much so!
Such a beautiful piece Jena. I love the epic nature of our everyday lives, the family and love we curate and realize is the greatest accomplishment of them all.
Thanks, Mandy! Your writing about family is such an inspiration.
Simply beautiful, heartfelt, and perfect. I loved every word.
Becca, thank you for reading!
Experiencing this essay a second time is such a joy!
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Such a touching and beautiful piece of writing! Thanks for letting me be "a fly on the wall" and part of those intensely personal family moments, Jena.
Thank you, Beverly. It was a special piece for me to write, too. So glad to get to share it here.
Beautiful. Every word. I’m not a mother. I never choose it, never sought it. This story brought up a longing for things I’ve never lived. But in a gorgeous way. Whenever something moves me so quickly to tears, I am grateful for the wisdom of it. Thank you.
Marychris, I'm grateful in turn for this beautiful comment.