an open letter to my son on how i sometimes raised him like a “girl”
Miles, Your dad and I are pretty sure that you’ll be popular in high school. I don’t say that to brag. I just see you running through the hallways at church every Sunday with a whole gaggle of peers...
View Articlethe next big thing (too?)
Katie tagged me last week to answer some questions about the manuscript I’m currently not-trying-very-hard to get published. I mean, I tried for a while. I sent a query letter to a dozen big agents in...
View Articleon the bike i ain’t nobody’s mama
Because we sometimes forget that we agree to disagree, my husband and I periodically have a conversation when he gets home from work that sounds like this: me: I’m so glad you’re home. The kids are...
View Articledon’t ask me if i’m still writing.
My mom joked recently that she was going to have the phrase above printed on a shirt. (Her poignant, accessible book of poetry that explores topics from aging to war to grief can be found here.) (Have...
View Articlemy half-finished kitchen
I’ve wanted to post some pictures of my newly remodeled kitchen for a long time. The only problem is that I haven’t actually finished remodeling the kitchen. I haven’t finished for a long, long time,...
View Articlehave milk, will travel: a contributor’s note
I have yet to meet a woman who says, “Oh, yes, my experience breastfeeding was everything I hoped it would be and more.” Or, for that matter, a woman who says, “I am neutral on the topic.” Relatively...
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