Happy Mother’s Day to all who have been, wish to be, or have mothers in their lives! I miss mine every day, especially on days like today. I wrote my … Continue reading Give Me Weeds
My daughter has a friend who used to be her enemy She said she hated him because he always had to be the best He tripped her to win a … Continue reading My Daughter’s Enemy
My brave 5-year-old rode without training wheels for the first time over the July 4th holiday weekend. To say I was thrilled, proud, and ecstatic are pale adjectives to the … Continue reading Without Training Wheels
When we were children My mother had a garden wild as we Full of bachelor’s buttons heron’s bill, vining twists of morning glory field madder and daisies Sunflowers, snapdragons, poppies, … Continue reading My Mother’s Weeds
I am forever grateful to my big sis, the one and only The Monster in Your Closet, for constantly inspiring me to do the things I love and to be a better person. And, for letting me be a guest author on her Prescribing Joy series. Check it out! Prescribing Joy: Reading Dreams – http://wp.me/p1kMtx-6u5
Pacing the floor To soothe That neurotic itch To get a few steps more For the FitBit lift But the floor is a maze A Labyrinth worth pacing A veritable … Continue reading The Maze of a Modern Mom
My children laughed They played and giggled Took turns Hugged and Kissed each other’s scraped knees And I Held my bated breath Waiting For the first fist to fall The … Continue reading Horrors Pass
Days bleed one into the next and the next and the next My laughter mingles with the salt of my tears as tiredness walks hand-in-hand with the joys of being all … Continue reading A Little Bit More
In the quiet of the night That billowy deep silence Where the creaks creaking And the distant horns beeping Are shadows of sounds That deepen The lulling Quiet And in … Continue reading In the Quiet
I have to take a moment here and truly thank an amazing (and new!) blogger, Oy Mama, whose friendship and honesty about being a single mother to a bi-racial daughter has opened my eyes to the very horrifying realities of racism in our modern era. Please take a moment and read her moving post about white privilege and imaginary play with guns (okay for some, but not others). We need to acknowledge this exists and is a reality in order to make a change.
My first blog “White Privilege and Imaginary Play with Guns” was written on July 26, 2015 after an experience with my daughter led me to write a 2 sentence post in a Parents Talk Race Facebook page my friend Tereza started. Raising Race Conscious Children asked if I would like to turn it into a guest blog post and so my adventure began as a blogger.