Friday nights are a happy time in our house.
Monday mornings are a sad time in our house.
Friday nights are when we eat a festive dinner.
Monday mornings are when we rush through breakfast.
Friday nights are a time for family again.
Monday mornings are a time for routine again.
Friday nights are when Daddy is home for the weekend.
Monday mornings are when Daddy goes back to work.
Friday nights are filled with “I love my Daddy.”
Monday mornings are filled with “I miss my Daddy.”
Published by Stacey Shubitz
I am a literacy consultant who focuses on writing workshop. I've been working with K-6 teachers and students since 2009. Prior to that, I was a fourth and fifth-grade teacher in New York City and Rhode Island.
I'm the author of Craft Moves (Stenhouse Publishers, 2016) and the co-author of Jump Into Writing (Zaner-Bloser, 2021), Welcome to Writing Workshop (Stenhouse Publishers, 2019), and Day By Day (Stenhouse, 2010).
I live in Central Pennsylvania with my husband and children. In my free time, I enjoy swimming, doing Pilates, cooking, baking, making ice cream, and reading novels.
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20 thoughts on “A Slice of Sadness”
I love the structure of your slice. I once posted something on Facebook about Monday mornings should be outlawed. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten so many “likes.” Even as grown ups, we relate to Isabelle’s Monday morning blues.
What a touching picture to coincide with the words.
Love this…Glad you shared it.
Friday night is the best night of the week. Perfect for Shabbat!
Aw-so sweet. I like that you showed the contrast, & think there’s a little bit of you in there too, right, Stacey?
Um, yes! You found me out, Linda!
So sweet! I love the see-saw structure – it matches the see-saw-ing of emotions betw Fri & Mon.
What a sweet photo to go along with your words. I too love the structure and like Linda can see the bits of you in this piece. Transitioning from Friday to Monday is so challenging. I miss my Friday right about now.
I love the contrast in this piece! Yes, such a difference in outlook Friday nights to Monday mornings.
Bittersweet memories. Fridays sound delightful!
I love the rhythm or this post…and I think it would be a really sweet book with that picture. Many families have this same routine and would relate to it. xo
Love the way you contrasted Fridays and Mondays…really painted a picture in my mind. And that picture! So sweet. 🙂
Love the structure of this, Stacey – and that photograph, which looks like Monday morning…
So hard for you all, those leave takings Monday morning. Such a lovely slice today.
I love the structure, it really helps to carry the feelings. A few more days and Friday will be here again.
The way you contrasted Monday and Friday makes the reader feel just how sad Mondays are and just how sweet are Fridays. Your blog is simple, yet poignant.
This structure was like ripping a bandaid off quickly — the flow was quick and steady so the sad parts were over without too much pain. As the reader, I appreciate that, because I know the truth isn’t so quick. 🙂 Hang in there — only three more sleeps until daddy’s return!
Friday is a happy day and Monday is a sad day. The photograph is so sweet.
All the best,
So precious! And I love the picture of your two loves!
Oh the uncomplicated layered pieces in it! Wonderful. Sad. Hopeful. All at once.