When you were little boys, milestones were pebbles plunking down every which way. A new word babbled. A favorite foo discovered. A motor skill mastered. At 18, 20, 21, and so on, milestones are more like flat paver stones marking a walkway. Weeds will grow amongst the … [Read more...] about This is Motherhood.
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What I Want for My Kids
I want my kids to know that home will always be a safe place to land. I want my kids to lay their head in a warm bed with cozy covers and the cool side of the pillow to strike the perfect balance. I want my kids to revel in the joy of a home cooked meal and riveting, sometimes … [Read more...] about What I Want for My Kids
When Vaccine Information Goes Haywire, What Should Parents Hear Above the Noise?
So we want to be like Denmark, minus the free education and universal healthcare. If you’re anywhere near a headline, you’ve probably seen this new mess about changes to the U.S. childhood immunization schedule. These updates come after a federal directive to align U.S. … [Read more...] about When Vaccine Information Goes Haywire, What Should Parents Hear Above the Noise?
Dear Kamala, On the Eve of Your Election
Dear Kamala, Let’s get this out of the way. That crazy fist pumping woman in the 2020 video when you campaigned in Raleigh was me. Not my most graceful moment, but the passion was earnest. I have a favorite cashmere sweater that has “Representation Matters” stitched across the … [Read more...] about Dear Kamala, On the Eve of Your Election
Class of 2023 – The Real Deal
It was a mistake to watch the last episode of the final season of Never Have I Ever on the eve of my son’s high school graduation as he prepares to move 3000 miles away across the country in his evolution from Enloe Eagle to Oregon Duck. I am left wondering how my own parents … [Read more...] about Class of 2023 – The Real Deal
Just Let Me Take the Pictures
Dear Deal, In this season of new beginnings, just let me take the pictures. You squirm with visible impatience while irritation brims over, but understand that as you, forever my baby boy, close doors behind you, I am left in the wake of a new normal. And it’s exactly the … [Read more...] about Just Let Me Take the Pictures
Immigrant Christmas Spirit
I remember the mauve-ish pink knee socks for me and the white tube socks for my brother. We didn’t have stockings so my mother went to our dresser drawers and pulled out those socks. I recall feeling a bit off that we now had socks with no match. Even as a child, I was a … [Read more...] about Immigrant Christmas Spirit