Independence has energy and promise. It’s beyond rebellion. It is a feeling of motion toward an unclear, but undeniable, adventure.
Once again, I listened as an anguished mom of four complained about the schedule of her 12-year-old son’s travel baseball team. The game was two hours away on a Sunday, which was also her 8-year-old daughter’s birthday. She dared not state her frustration in front of her son but quickly took advantage of my empathy. … Continue reading Travel Team Tirade & Tips
As weathered as we are, the weather still gets to us.
In honor of my father in law Ed T. Kett 1926-2018, I am sharing two poems. One written by him about life. The other I wrote last week in response to his death. I hope you enjoy our reflections. Worth Living What makes living worthwhile for me? Sounds of a rushing river in spring The … Continue reading Poems of life and death
When was your best snow-day ever? There’s nothing like a good old-fashioned blizzard to remind me of the giddiness I felt when as a child, I unbelievably, was the first to make snow prints in our tiny pristine Chicago backyard.
Let’s face it. When it comes to forging romantic or sexual relationships between men and women, we still have plenty of work to do.
I'm not a Scrooge. I'm a Mom and I know what's coming: the lists, the time-crunch, the "traditions"......
Bottom line - your kid is not going to Harvard. Or Yale. Or Princeton. It’s okay. You can face it. Honestly, you’ve probably had a sinking feeling that this may have been the case all along.
The truth is, nobody gets through middle school unscathed. Aware or not, the shame of exclusion is carried with us.
As a stay-at-home mom of 16-month-old twin boys, the pace of my day forced me to live in the moment.... When one is putting out fires, there is little time for self-reflection.