Crying Next to Pretty Mom at Soccer

I started crying at my son’s soccer game yesterday. Not rocking back and forth blubbering, and not silent-hiccup sobbing, just a sort of leaky-eyed...

There’s This Purse

There was this purse I saw, and I thought it could change my life, and maybe it will. I’m not usually a purse person,...

If (for girls)

If you can do what others don’t do, and not do what they do, and be confident that you did what’s best for you;...

Being Tommy Lee Jones

It seems to me that motherhood is cool again. Mommyhood’s day has arrived, and it is cool as long as you have the right...

Poem-in-my-forties 1

A toddler in a red jacket bends down to pick something up in the street, wind blown hair hiding her face, his face, I...

Bad Hair and Blueberry Muffins

I was in seventh grade. I had glasses and braces and hair that did not confine itself to looking bad once in a while,...

True Grit

The Holiday Season is here, and the T.V networks are trying to work in a few feel good movies now and then, squeezed in...