A story about aging, anxiety and acceptance as I enter my 50th year.
When I was in public school, my dad came home one day with a beautiful new piano and my parents decided that my sister and I should learn how to play it. My mom signed us up for lessons at a local convent and our first teacher was a very elderly nun. Her name escapes me … Continue reading Who “Gets” You?
Her name was Lori and she spelled it just like me. She joined my class when I was in fourth grade and right away she was the target of bullying. At a time when most of us were years away from puberty, her young face was already covered with blotchy patches of cystic acne. "Pizza Face" … Continue reading Hug a Bully
My oldest child turns 13 today. 13 years ago my life changed in such a powerful and profound way that it's sometimes hard to remember what life was like before I became his mom. As I gathered my baby in my arms on our first day together on that hot summer day back in 2001, I had no … Continue reading Grandpa’s Wisdom on My Son’s 13th Birthday
When my first son was born almost 13 years ago, I was a complete basket case. I was totally unprepared for the punch-in-the-face-like shock of motherhood and literally spent the first 48 hours with my finger stuck under his nose making sure he was still breathing (I also faithfully tracked every single one of his … Continue reading On Turning Four