It’s a beautiful day in May 2013. I’m sitting on a blanket on an isolated beach, warmed by the late spring sun and surrounded by red rocks. I’m…
He was an American. He was a Muslim. He may very well have adhered to radical Islam, but make no mistake–he specifically targeted the LGBT community. As much…
I have started this piece more times than I can track. Every time, it has started with a different incident. Officially, my daughter has an anxiety diagnosis. But…
It’s been three weeks. Three weeks since I thought I might be dying. Three weeks since the night I was woken at 2am by my son asking to…
I hate sports. I hate watching them. I hate doing them. I hate hearing about them, talking about them, and reading about them. If you ask me who…
Not just any Iced Coffee Mom. I want to be a Dunkin’ Donuts Iced Coffee Mom. No disrespect to other coffee chains, it’s just that Dunkin’ Donuts iced…
Oklahoma, the state famous for country singers, rednecks, being a strong contender for the most racist state in America, and having a trailer park as home to their…
Who needs a pediatrician when you have Google and mommy blogs? There’s plenty of information out there on when a kid will start talking or rolling over, but…
Growing up, my mom and I lived under the fierce tyranny of a dictator; he was her husband and my step-father. We both experienced a great deal of verbal…
I picked her up from the airport at midnight and offered to take her home for a good night’s sleep. Instead, she quietly asked to go straight to…