What My Kids Taught Me
Both of my kids were born during my twenties—my son first when I was 23. Most people don’t believe I have grown kids, and I’m not saying that to brag. I live well, literally forget my age, and relate...
View ArticleBoth Sides Now
It’s not Mother’s Day in England this month. They celebrated Mother’s Day in March. Still, I think of Mum more than usual when I see the cards in the shops. I wish I saw her more often. She asks...
View ArticleA Materialistic Moment
We aren’t supposed to derive pleasure, self-worth, or triumph from our material possessions. We’re also not supposed to drive faster than the speed limit, either. I fully confess while I’m not a vain...
View ArticleGoing along for the ride: a journey into Alzheimer’s
My mum has had Alzheimer’s for about three years now, during which time she has gone from a mildly forgetful but very loving mother, creative, a brilliant artist and singer, independent traveller and...
View ArticleBe more present, do more, do something
“It’s the sense of touch. Any real city, you walk, you’re bumped, brush past people. In LA, no one touches you. We’re always behind metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash...
View ArticleGetting Older… Getting Better 50 More Shades of Gray! (Yes, I went there.)
At this moment, I am the youngest I will ever be. You are too. In two weeks, I’ll be turning 57. I feel about 27. Okay, I may not look 27, but I definitely feel better than I did 30 years ago. And...
View ArticleTo My Daughter On Her Wedding Day by Sarah Woodbury A Lost Love Letter from...
To My Daughter On Her Wedding Day A new baby girl sleeps Eyes closed Exhausted from the day All her mother can do Is watch her as she breathes And lie awake all night Unable to sleep as her baby does...
View ArticleTo My Beloved Children (Rocky, Lee Anne, and Scarlett)
I’m a Baby Boomer. All three of you know that. But let me explain a bit more about what that means. It means that I remember bell-bottoms, Happy Days, and having only three channels on the television....
View ArticleDear Mom by Shanon Grey
Strange—I don’t even know if you would have wanted to be called Mom. Would you have thought it irreverent, as my stepmother did? Would you have liked Mommy or Mother better? I’ll choose Mom, not...
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