Author Archives: allclaire

Sex, Love, and the Middle-aged Mother

My son has a girlfriend. His first serious girlfriend.  They celebrated their one month anniversary this weekend, and I thought of the 372 months I have spent with his father. 372 months. I fell in love for the first time … Continue reading

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Remembering M

The phone call came at dinner time. My husband answered the phone. “It’s for you,” he said. As soon as I heard the voice on the other end, I knew who it was:  P, a former neighbor. She was calling … Continue reading

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Marriage, kids, and the empty nest

When I was a young teen, many girls dreamed of the perfect prom and their wedding day, but I dreamed about having a family of my own. By the time I graduated from high school, I was entertaining other ideas too. I wanted … Continue reading

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The blob

I was sitting watching a sports event with some over-40 moms when the discussion turned to running. These women get up before 5 a.m. every morning so they have time to run before their day starts. One of them, a … Continue reading

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She has a point…

I was on the phone with a friend, E, who is in the midst of a disintegrating marriage. We must have talked for two hours. The week before I spent about the same amount of time talking to another girlfriend about … Continue reading

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Monday morning

I dreamed was walking through a house, my home, giving a tour to some friends who had never seen it before. It was a big house with enormous rooms. I kept wondering what I was going to do with all that … Continue reading

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Facebook is not my friend

This story is  a cliché, but I’m going to tell it anyway. Love gained. Love lost. Love that endures. I still remember the moment my heart flew out of my chest and landed on L’s shoulder.  I was 15,  we were at a … Continue reading

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