For all those moms still in those early years!!! (or those who miss those years)


Sometimes I miss getting completely absorbed in a good book.  The rush of turning the next page, beginning the next chapter…  The anticipation (and bittersweet-sadness of) reading the final page.  The complete selfishness of it all–closing out the entire world and entering another, alone.

Sometimes I miss college, when my mind was alive in a new kind of way.  These were the years when I started becoming an adult, stepping out of any middle/highschool stereotypical ideas of myself.  I began to form opinions, to find connections between the past and the present.  This was the time when the arts became a new kind of mirror for me, and I began to know myself in a new way.  I miss the voracious search for knowing and learning and understanding the world and my place in it.

Sometimes I miss falling in love.  When everything beautiful in the world was awake.  Where everything…

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About deairby

From a small Mississippi town and have lived my adult life in the south. I am the wife of Tom Irby since 1974, mother of 8, grandmother of 8, lover of Truth, previous owner of The Baron York Tea Room Cafe and Gift Shop (7 years), cookbook writer, moderator of the Small Business forum on Social Media Examiner, enjoy life and all the adventure God brings my way.
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