Fear of Naming My husband and sons came home from a trash haul jabbering a mile a minute. “Oh my gosh, Mama. You should have seen the kitten that lives at the dump.” “Yeah, you would love her. Bobbed tail. Calico.” I listened, knowing the ask was coming. “You should come with us next time. She even has a sister. And we already have names picked out.” So, they weren’t going to ask, just set me up to fall in … Continue reading →