The Shape Shifting of Parenting

When my girls were very young, they were almost always in my line of sight. Whether they were reading or watching a movie (at the time it tended to be on one of our laptop screens) or playing, they were within glancing-up-at-them distance. I don’t know if they were as...

You, Me, Us (Part 2)

Me, Mama to each of you Hair wild and curly, each curl with a mind of its own, like me, and with as much attitude, I think. Eyes that seek and search and scan my world, my circumstances, looking, always looking for beauty and wonder. Smile that comes easily, readily...

You, Me, Us (Part 1)

You, my 15 year old girl Fiery red hair that faded to strawberry blonde that flows long even when caught up in a ploof. Eyes that see simple things with great wonder, taking in details, and reflecting deep feelings. Smile that shines, radiating joy like the sun’s rays...