Tag: Kathy Miele
You Can't Eat That
By Kathy Miele
I walked into the house, my arms filled with grocery bags. “Can you guys go out to the car and bring the...
The Card is in the Mail
By Kathy Miele
I was hunched over the coffee table with my address book in front of me, frantically scribbling names and addresses on envelopes,...
Loudest Cricket Ever
By Kathy Miele
No matter where you stood in the house you could hear the shrill call of the cricket. My son Alex and I...
Dreaming of What Could Happen with Imaginary Money
By Kathy Miele
I grabbed my purse and headed for the front door. “We’re out of milk,” I called. “I’m running to the store. Do...
Gardening Talisman
By Kathy Miele
I was poking around in the garage when I noticed an old wooden box tucked in the back of a shelf almost...
Who's Manning the Grill?
By Kathy Miele
It was after dinner and my son Alex and I were taking a walk around the neighborhood.
We didn’t have to go far...
Gaming Obsession
By Kathy Miele
When my son Max was just a toddler, he played Sesame Street educational videos. As far as I was concerned, it was...
Not A Gardener
By Kathy Miele
I came walking up my driveway dragging a shovel, rake and an old spackle bucket. I dropped them by the garage door...
Talking About Stuff
By Kathy Miele
I was busy working on my computer when Steven walked through the room. He hesitated for a second then said, “I forgot...
A Friend Denied
By Kathy Miele
I walked into my son Alex’s room and saw that he was on his computer. “Can I ask you for a favor?” I...