I’m glad you like my kids enough to give them a gift. That’s sweet of you, and I appreciate the intent behind your actions. But you know what…
Most of us have married wonderful men. They are great partners, lovers, fathers, and we are usually grateful for all they do and for the role they play…
My husband asks for one gift, every fucking holiday, and it’s never a jacket from Target or pine tree shaped air fresheners. Instead, he wants to take nude…
A few months back, I signed my 11-year-old up to be a Girl Scout. By chance on a windy autumn afternoon, I had run into her old babysitter…
There wasn’t one exact moment when I knew my child was transgender, it happened over years of my son asking me in various different ways to help him…
I recently volunteered at a high school to conduct mock interviews. As I sat there, simultaneously interviewing, encouraging, and giving constructive criticism . . . I noticed one…
Nothing ever prepares you for reading a suicide note written by your own child. I’ll never forget the look on my husband’s face when he handed it to…
Hello, I hope you had a good weekend. Ours was pretty low key and like always, we had a talk about the “budget” issue. If my darling husband…
I remember seeing trees. The feeling of flying. Flying toward the damn trees. This was how it would all end for me. My worst nightmare coming true on…
I’m a terrible parent. No really, just listen up. I promise, I’m not doing the whole “oh no I gave my kid a frozen pizza ONE FUCKING TIME,…