My Piercings & Tattoos Do Not Make Me A Bad Mom
I grew up in a family without tattoos. Without piercings. Without body modifications. Sure, my mother, grandmother, and many of
Read moreI grew up in a family without tattoos. Without piercings. Without body modifications. Sure, my mother, grandmother, and many of
Read more“Mommy, picture!” My daughter exclaimed. “Mommy, Mommy, MOM-MY!” The intensity of her voice was rising. Her frustration was growing. “No baby.
Read moreA few years ago, while helping my mother move, I found myself face-to-face with my childhood-friend-turned-enemy, Barbie. I didn’t find
Read moreDepression has not always made me the best friend, the best sister, the best daughter, or the best wife. In
Read moreDearest Daughter: You are two-and-a-half years old. Actually, you are a few days shy of that mark, but I think you stop
Read moreI hate New Year’s posts. I don’t “do” resolutions. I despise “recap” articles — ones that outline accomplishments, and recall
Read moreMommy loves you. Daddy loves you. The kitty cats love you. We all love you very much. Now it’s time
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