On cultural appropriation vs. celebration, I would like to say that we have said a lot recently on the subject of appropriation but not...

I purposely didn’t write a story on Valentine’s Day. Not because I’m anti-Valentines, though I am, but because this year I didn’t even...

Sunday, I submitted the final paper of my Masters program. After almost three years of weekly homework, I’m done. No more required...

If I were to describe my family I would start by dividing us up into two groups, “the doers” and “the thinkers”. Two equally fascinating...

I loved being pregnant.  The heaviness in my belly.  The thought of this tiny growing thing that I could nurture just by being me.  All...

My daughter is beautiful.  Yes, I am her mother so I am a bit biased.  But I have also heard others admire her, comment on her pretty...

My goal is to instill a sense of respect for property.  I also want them to get that it’s about self-esteem.  Because when you know who...

My parents just drove away.  My son and daughter debated for half an hour on the length of their stay, was it twelve or thirteen days...

Last year my husband and I did our first joint ride.  He encouraged me every step of the way, was my biggest supporter.  Even said I...

I’m glad he said these words.  I needed to hear them.  Even though I lived with him and saw him working in our kitchen and in a...

Yesterday was Valentine’s Day.  You probably thought I should have written a love poem or an Ode to my husband on that day dedicated to...

This is what we need, to fill our our children with love, breathe it into them so that it overflows.  We need them to feel so intensely...

My son’s gifts are quantifiable.  I can tick them off on my fingers.  I often speak of them to others, as in, today my son mastered this...

My newest mom-title is Shield.  I remember as a child hearing my parents whisper things, knowing there were always discussions that did...

Right now, my husband is on his way to a cookie exchange.  He took our four year old daughter with him.  As I am not feeling well and our...

Yesterday while shopping, my daughter saw an awful princess chair.  It was plastic and gaudy and ugly.  To her it was a dream.  She had...