The Magic of Mothers
When I was a little girl, I loved the sound of my mother’s laughter. She’d snicker when Happy came home with every newspaper on...
read moreWhen I was a little girl, I loved the sound of my mother’s laughter. She’d snicker when Happy came home with every newspaper on...
read moreI’ve always admired people who are able to resist the siren call of “should”. When my husband recently described a...
read moreLast Tuesday evening I discovered a fabulous little shop, met some cool new friends, and supported Judi’s House, a...
read moreWhen I was little, I thought all policemen were like the jolly Irish cop who moonlighted by valet parking at my parents’ annual...
read moreWhen I was a freshman in college, I cried so hard watching a rerun of Brian’s Song, my eyes were swollen shut for two days....
read moreToday I am thankful for all of you fabulous friends who I hope will soon be fans… As we shared several weeks ago, MidChix...
read moreLate last October I sat with Victoria McVicker at a coffee shop near SafeHouse and learned the truth about domestic violence. After...
read more“Patience is a virtue… I do not have” is the pronouncement my 12 year-old makes when faced with a wait. It’s never...
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