some people when they hear your story. contract. others upon hearing your story, expand. and this is how you know ~ Nayyirah Waheed It’s been over seven months since I came out. Long enough to cry a few tears. Long enough to laugh with inhibition. Long enough to learn a lesson or two. Long enough …
Last year at our local high school, a young girl committed suicide after being bullied. We were still relatively new to the community, my kids did not know her, we didn’t know the family. But, of course, we felt the tragic ripple throughout the community. Of course, I talked with my kids — yet again …
Whenever I mention that I have three teenagers and one on the precipice, I tend to get responses like, “Whoa” and “Good luck with that” and “Better you than me.” It surprises me, really, this attitude toward today’s teenagers. I’ve heard and read it over and over again: They’re lazy. They’re entitled. They’re unaccountable. They …
Yes, you read that title correctly. I’ve got it. I never expected to catch it. In fact, I think I’ve been inoculated against it. But nevertheless, it’s made its way into my bloodstream. I have Bieber Fever. Yesterday, Mary Claire and I went to see the JB movie. The boys opted for “The Green Hornet,” …
I’m releasing “Table for Six” as an e-book this month. Soon it will be available for public consumption on Amazon and Barnes and Noble (via the ever-so-awkwardly named, PubIt!). Anyone with an e-reader will have access to my words, my family, my stories. And the closer the release date gets, the more I drag my …
