Pray for the Girls

Pray for the Girls

And I never quite know how to handle it when she has that look in her eye, the one that hides her tender heart while she says things I know she doesn’t mean. My hair is a favourite one she reaches for- the colour of it. And then there’s my clothes, the...
Love is Enough

Love is Enough

So I have been informed that I ‘preach’ about blended families. That’s how someone feels. OK. Truly, I don’t know how many times I have to say on here that I have no idea what I’m doing! 🙂 I use this blog to work out my feelings about...
The Mother – A (Very) Short Story

The Mother – A (Very) Short Story

The sweetness of him was the first thing she saw- sticky and warm on her chest, he cried softly and she loved him instantly…intensely. Her boy. And it dawned on her slowly…she had lost him once before. It began as a feeling, a desperation to keep him...
Big Love

Big Love

My daughter wrapped herself in her furry brown blanket and plopped down beside me on the bed. She said, “I must be bad because I’m not like them. I hear words coming out of my mouth and I want to take them back right away, but I can’t. It’s...
It Does Take a Village

It Does Take a Village

There’s a woman I know of, through a friend, who is a fellow author and blogger. She (I believe) coined the term #indiemom to describe her single motherhood and I always kinda liked it. I’d see her post pictures with her adorable son with the...
Parenting in the Dark

Parenting in the Dark

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.” ~Rumi Her back was to me at first, and so I wasn’t sure what I was walking into. The energy of the house was somber, yet calm. She sat at the kitchen table...
As a Child Speaks

As a Child Speaks

Because he has this knack for speaking from his heart and because he means no harm, it’s hard not to fall in love with him. This child with hopes so simple and sweet. Ever since the moment I laid eyes on my son, I could feel a visceral connection. He knows when...
Parents & Children

Parents & Children

Life seems to push me at times. There are many stretches where I could honestly just do what needs to be done and leave it at that. I could do my various jobs, take care of my kids, hang with my handsome man- you know, the bare minimum. Inevitably though, something...
Where the Love Is

Where the Love Is

Her voice was muddled by dreamsleep, but I heard the words nonetheless “This is where the love is…”. She had that look of peace about her. The one that melts me every time. The one that helps me feel less like a mother who can never get it right and...
Women & December

Women & December

I told her I felt better. A week-long, nasty cold had finally abated. “Thank goodness,” she replied. “With all the work we (as women, as mothers) have in December, it’s a very good thing.” Yes, December means ‘more’: more...
The Bond – A (Very) Short Story

The Bond – A (Very) Short Story

“Bury me there beside him,” she said, pointing over the horizon to the tall elms wearing scant offerings of stubborn yellow leaves- soon to be bare. We stood in her kitchen, socked feet on the cold, white ceramic floor. Looking through the floor-to-ceiling...
Our People

Our People

Who can say why you have these people in your life? The ones who comfort you, challenge you, love you, trigger you. And maybe why isn’t the question to ask. Maybe deep down you feel the perfection of it. Perhaps beneath the ways you try to spin it and make it...