She may not have wanted the burden of a family once she had it but she took care of us all. The family she ended up with was her cross to bear. There is a restlessness in some of us, like my mom, that my grandmother recognized. She never could figure out how to “mother” that.
Not everyone has a Hallmark commercial memory playing above their heads when they think of Mother’s Day. That doesn’t mean I don’t celebrate my Mother and being a mother.
There is a Name for That, Dysgraphia. Our youngest son is in 4th grade. His name is Peter and he is smart and funny and people are drawn to him. He is an old soul with an inventors heart and a playful laugh. He is so smart one time he enrolled himself into a homeschooling program. […]
A long time ago, way before kids, I was invited to a chef’s kitchen experience. It was a chance to spend an evening with friends and wine in the kitchen of a classically trained baker in…Athens, Ohio? We were going to make pizzas! Athens in 1998 was filled with dreads, plaid, cargo short and new age […]
Have you ever felt like your kids school’s teachers and staff think you are disheveled, bonkers or possibly a stripper? Well, after the story I am about to tell you you will realize that my kids principal and school counselor probably think I am all three. The night before the first day of school and because this was our first year […]