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A few years after my husband and I were married, he brought up the topic of starting a family. Five years older than me, his biological clock was running a little faster than mine. He was ready for children. I, on the other hand, wavered with the idea.      Parenting Similar to how I…

Somewhere along the line, I’d developed a disdain for crying. Weeping was a sign of weakness. Tears displayed a hole in your armor, a flaw or defect in your character. Crying was for sissies.  Growing up, my brother Bruce had the reputation as being the cry baby of our family. I felt sorry for him.…

Not all of us may have the role of motherhood, but we all have a mother. She may still be living or already dead, and our memories of her might be fond or indifferent. But, no matter how we remember our mothers, or how we relate to their presence or absence, their influence in our…

In the different interviews I’ve given, the interviewee has asked the question, “What caused you to explore the need to forgive your dad?” I briefly share that the catalyst was our oldest son. When he rebelled against everything we’d taught him, the worst in me came out. It is hard to say if I ever…