A “Mamafesto”
The second Sunday in May can be complicated. Continue reading A “Mamafesto”
Category: motherhood
When Saturday Night Is Enough
My daughter, Emerson, graduated from 5th grade last Friday. It was a tender, joyful ceremony, as these things are, with applause for every child and a surprisingly well-choreographed group performance of (I’ve Had) The Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing. There was a slide show that condensed the past 7 years into just a couple of minutes — round-cheeked preschoolers stretching into 11-year-olds as we watched (which is just how it feels in … Continue reading When Saturday Night Is Enough
The Solid Ground I Walked On And The Safe Air I Breathed
When I was 6 years old, my mother and father divorced. He vanished like a sorcerer’s trick and she, until then a stay-at-home mother, went to work. She was very glamorous, dressing each morning in silk and wool, donning tall leather boots and statement jewelry. I had only the vaguest idea of what she did, but I imagined her as one of the career gals … Continue reading The Solid Ground I Walked On And The Safe Air I Breathed
Working Without a Net 