When I found out I was pregnant, instead of jumping for joy and embracing my husband, gleefully holding up the stick containing 2 pink lines; I collapsed onto…
I’m dreading coming face to face with you. With Christmas around the corner, I know we will have multiple opportunities to see each other. To talk. But I’m…
My kids are teens, so we have seen many things. Broken limbs, stitches, infections, strange rashes, and a myriad of bodily fluids that escape their human form without…
My husband thinks I’m beautiful. He tells me this frequently. He told me that the first thing he noticed about me on our first blind date were my…
I am one of those people that make others uncomfortable. I hug people I just met. I touch people while talking to make my point. I am all…
With the holidays quickly approaching, I want to remind family and friends that there are those of us who do not embrace Thanksgiving, Christmas Kwanza, Hanukah or whichever…
I was discussing my oldest daughter’s choice of dress-up clothes with someone recently. When hearing Yoda, the loveable green character from Star Wars, was her top pick, I was…
Most nights, if I don’t read a story to my daughter, she asks me to tell her a story. I don’t think I am a bad story-teller, but…
If moms whose children have an honest-to-god food allergy, one that could literally end their life, endure criticism and eye-rolling, you can only imagine the smack being laid…
Her fascination with death startled me. I made some odd noise that day we passed by the bloated dead dog on the side of the road along our…