I ran away from home the other day. No, I didn’t leave with my coloring books and a Barbie. I went in my car, with my purse, the…
I can never forget the day our doctor told us that my daughter has cerebral palsy. I, along with my husband, was planning a trip to the hills…
I distinctly remember the first time I heard the word perimenopause. After several negative pregnancy tests that resulted from a late period, I called a friend for advice.…
Dear BLUNTmoms, I’m just going to say it – Mother’s Day is the worst. Basically it’s a day for me to realize how little everyone does around here,…
It was bound to happen at some point. Our parents die. Sometimes suddenly or others go slowly, but it is what elders do, they leave us eventually. My…
Dear Mom— You know me better than anyone. You know I don’t understand the combination of sandals and unclipped toenails. You know mayonnaise makes me sad. So, of…
Dear Mrs. Cleaver, You’ve had your eye on me since November when I missed the purchase date for the Holiday Wreath Fundraiser. I appreciate that they were organic,…
I have many fond memories of the holidays and various fancy events as a child. I remember the joy and excitement, the special food, and family traditions. I…
It was 2:30 pm. I headed to the break room for my usual fifth cup of coffee for the day. I sat down. Per usual, that stressed, sinking…
I love the family photo that hangs in our living room. Not just because it has my favorite people in it, but because of the fact that we…