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 →

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Tell Me Something Good

I try to make sure I tell other parents when I see or hear about their children doing something nice, or polite, or funny. I have been known to seek out other parents to let them know their child stood up for another, or held a door, or any myriad of other things. Just the... Continue Reading →

Mother Heart

I am not a religious person. I don't got to church or temple or mosque. I don't pray or bend a knee to Goddess or God. But after nearly fourteen years of motherhood I have come to believe in something, something fierce and ¬†powerful and universal. Something outside of me, completely out of my control.... Continue Reading →

Dear World, Don’t Sell My Sons Short

Dear World, Do me a favor, will you? Don't sell my sons short. Let me 'splain. No, no time to 'splain, let me sum up.... You, world, you sell them short each time you assume they're going to act like Neanderthals ¬†simply because they are in possession of testicles and a willy. You do it... Continue Reading →

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D.E. Haggerty

Writer, Blogger, Book Addict

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