A second time for this favorite. First was a year ago. This is an article I found on Divine Caroline, a writing site I joined and began publishing…
Somewhere in my early twenties, I began to do photo collages. The pages from the magazines I’d oggled since I was a teenager became my medium and my…
I felt frustrated at the way things weren’t going. Why was I not out lunching with my multitude of friends? Why wasn’t I progressing on that project? Why…
The only time Mark and I have ever “fought” was when Baby Eamon burned his hand on our 1950’s Odin Beautyrange. It was a super cool stove with…
So many people ask, “Is she a good baby?” I look at them questioningly. They clarify, ”Does she sleep through the night or cry all the time, that…
I finally recognized I have “opposing” definitions of a woman. Two iconic images living in my head but not allowed to coexist. The icon of successful working woman…
I try hard to not care about your thoughts, really I do. But there’s an underlying understanding that I need your approval. I need to be thin enough…
I recently had to explain to my seven year-old why I was shooing the kitty away from the house and away from the girl kitty who was acting…
My problem is that I never liked a popularity contest. I wasn’t popular nor did I care to be. I find it hard to care whether anyone “likes”…
A couple of weeks after I gave birth to my son, my husband routinely would ask me “On a scale of one to ten, how do you feel…