Notes From a Train

Not long ago I was on a train to London with my son. As soon as he sat down, he reached for his phone. For a few minutes I let him snap his chat and insta his gram. After all, there are streaks to be kept up, Mom. You just don't get it! He's probably... Continue Reading →

Maybe That’s Your World but it Doesn’t Have to Be Mine

https://medium.com/@DinaHonour/maybe-thats-your-world-but-it-doesn-t-have-to-be-mine-3434fd960130 https://medium.com/@DinaHonour/maybe-thats-your-world-but-it-doesn-t-have-to-be-mine-3434fd960130 Maybe when you were six, skipping rope, a stranger showed you a part of himself you should never have seen. Maybe when you were eleven, one of the uncles who sat around your dinner table touched you in places you didn’t even know you had. Maybe when you were fourteen, Love’s Baby Soft... Continue Reading →

October 4, 2018 3

The Spy Who Loved Me

It's not like I didn't give my children fair warning. I mean, when they're little I went with the whole "I've got eyes in the back of my head" thing, which is in turns both true and deeply creepy. I once had my younger son pawing at my head while he straddled my shoulders. When... Continue Reading →

October 1, 2018 4

No Girls Allowed

This is a story of Sydney Ireland: Scout. Trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean and reverent. This is the story of Sydney Ireland, scout, who, for the past thirteen years has been working toward the highest recognition conferred in the Boy Scouts of America, the rank of Eagle Scout. Only... Continue Reading →