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 →

Mothers: We Get the Job Done

I remember making a quip a long time ago about sending a mother in to negotiate peace in the Middle East. I was mostly joking. Mostly. There are times when I watch, in aghast amusement as football tournaments blunder along, as team travel plans are made at the last possible minute, ensuring confusion and delay,... Continue Reading →

October 19, 2017 12

Memory Keepers

My kids, like most, have memories like a steel trap. Remember that time you promised us ice cream and then we didn't get any? You mean the time your brother was running 104 temperature and we were trying to get him to the hospital, that time??? I dunno, maybe. But you still owe us an... Continue Reading →

April 6, 2017 20

Tales From the ‘Hood

It's always a good thing when you can look in the rearview mirror....and laugh at yourself. Yesterday, I met up with a group of women (and one man--you held your own, lone man--you should know that we kept the labor and episiotomy stories on the back burner for your sake--) to pass one of the... Continue Reading →