When I thumb through my mother’s attempt to memorialize my early childhood, it doesn’t really matter what she wrote or what she saved. The love with which she did it is what endures. Read More

Becoming pregnant was shrouded in mystery back then. There was always an element of surprise when I became pregnant. Read More

Young people are using the phrase OK, boomer to indicate disdain for folks of my generation. Read More

In July of 2018, Arthur Andrew Gelien died. I knew him as Tab Hunter and had his picture pasted in a scrapbook devoted to my celebrity crushes. I was my granddaughter’s age when I swooned to his song Young Love and watched him in the movie Damn Yankees. He was cute and, like several of… Read More

I want to put my grandkids in a bubble to keep them from seeing all of the hatred and bullying out there since Trump descended that golden escalator. Read More

I hoped my granddaughter and her peers would embrace the importance of sisterhood before the Mean Girl games of middle school took over. Read More

There is nothing I love more than reading to young children. I felt like we had fallen into a treasure trove of great entertainment. Read More

The screen froze. A red, pulsing light covered QuickBooks, accompanied by a loud, persistent beep. I froze in horror, as this old laptop contained all of my husband’s bookkeeping and our personal finances in Quicken. The only thing visible was a Windows logo and a trouble-shooting phone number. I know. I should never have called… Read More

Suburbia and my mother were grooming me for my future occupation of Mom. Read More

Parents check references and hope the person they hire is caring and competent. If they find Mary Poppins, they have to pray she doesn’t quit without notice. Read More