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Tales Of An Educated Debutante

on life, loss and the joy that rules the day.


 
 
 
 
 




 
The future is far away and scary, but today is lovely.

Adrian H. Wood, PhD


Christmas Eve

Monday, December 26, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
Christmas Eve

It was Christmas Eve, a day for spending quality time together and then, I sneaked away for just one little hour to drink my coffee and catch up on the news, i.e., Facebook. It was Christmas Eve, a day for breakfast with friends overlooking the Biscayne Bay and then, Amos had a fit, cried and threw his orange juice as I played every show he has ever liked on my phone and ordered a Bloody Mary. It was Christmas Eve, a day for the beach and collecting moon jellies and then, m ..

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Amos & The Present

Sunday, December 25, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos & The Present

My name is Amos. Today is Christmas. I didn't know that meant new toys. I've never opened a present before. Today I did almost all by myself. It was a barn. I got cars and trains. Trains are my most favorite thing. I'm three now. I wonder what I'll like next year. My mom wonders too. She keeps kissing my head and remembers that two Christmas Eve's ago, I learned to crawl. That memory makes her smile a real smile. I like Christ ..

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Ten Best Quotes from Three Days with My Dad

Friday, December 23, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Ten Best Quotes from Three Days with My Dad

1. Is your last name Wood or Woods? People, you can't make this stuff up. This is a direct quote. 2. Y'all are like a tornado. All we do is simply walk in the door and within minutes, are met with the tornado accusation. 3. I didn't grow up like this. I'm not sure what this alludes to, but I have a feeling it is not a compliment. 4. I can hear fine. This, followed by the word WHAT, is in response to my suggestion that the television is at Defcon Four. Hoping ..

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The 27th Year

Friday, December 23, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
The 27th Year

I had to count them, on my fingers, so many that I had trouble properly keeping track. Two times though and the number was the same, 27. Quite a large sum when it notates the years of missing a person so much that it never stops being hard to breathe. Who would have known that loss is that way, even after twenty seven years? How can that be? How can you miss someone twice as long as you even knew them? My brother and only sibling gone after one very sick year. He was nearly twenty a ..

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Dear American Airlines

Thursday, December 22, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
Dear American Airlines

As a mama who has flown with small children dozens of times on your airline, I can honestly say the kindness you gifted us today went above and beyond. I shall share my tale because the good in our world is too often swallowed by the not so good. Not by me. Today, a cold December morning, my four children and I made our way to Raleigh-Durham International Airport (RDU) (https://www.facebook.com/rduairport/). Flying alone with my pack is not for the faint of heart, though I ..

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Eleven Years Old

Tuesday, December 20, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Eleven Years Old

Eleven years ago, two long days of labor just one day shy of five weeks early, produced a 5 pound one ounce son named Thomas. Eleven years ago, I became a mother, the wish I had hardly dared hope would come true after thirty years of longing. Eleven years ago, there was no trial period, no expert assistance, just me, him and the new father, more confounded than myself. Eleven years ago, we went from being parents to one dog and two cats to a quite small and very real p ..

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Amos & The Tired Mama

Monday, December 19, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos & The Tired Mama

My name is Amos. My mother is in bad shape. Literally and figuratively, she says with a big sigh. She's doesn't know how she can get it all done today. Christmas cards, packing, stocking crap, pay bills, take me to doctor. She keeps writing things like that down. I don't know why she can't remember. We are going to Key Biscayne tomorrow. We leave at 5 in the morning. That is really early. My mom can't find any of our bathing suits. That's ..

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Amos & The Hospital

Sunday, December 18, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos & The Hospital

My name is Amos. My mom shouldn't have complained about being tired. I woke up with croup last night. It was really scary. I couldn't breathe and threw up. My mom took me to the hospital. The doctor was so nice even though he gave me a shot. I had three things of apple juice. We got home at 2 in the morning. My dad was so happy to see me. He said, "I missed you, boy." I slept in their bed. My mom woke up this morning and said a prayer  ..

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Amos Letter

Saturday, December 17, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Amos Letter

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Walking the Plank to Christmas Break

Friday, December 16, 2016 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Walking the Plank to Christmas Break

Yep. Today is the last day before freedom to accomplish anything evaporates. I am waving a white flag, to the powers that be, for suggestions next year. 1. Am I the only mother out there feeling totally insane and overwhelmed? Just say yes. If only to offer my crazed self camaraderie. 2. Christmas cards should be outlawed. The expense and the time required from start to finish rival one another for extreme insanity in the month of December. 3. Neighborhood gift giving  ..

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