Last fall, when my son was three years and a few months old, I left my house one morning to meet my neighbor for a walk. This was our weekly ritual at the time. She is from Southern India, and is a seasoned mommy of two children, one in graduate school and one in high school. She is a woman...
Relationships & Friendships
Boxes
No one warned me about the boxes. I wasn’t going to have kids. I was never interested. How could I be, watching myself and my brothers sap the life force from my mother, who worked full-time and homeschooled me and was always aggravated by something we’d done (or not done)? It looked like a thankless, miserable job. Nah, I’m good....
On the Eve of 37
Tonight is the eve of my 37th birthday. I’ve got solo reservations at a local restaurant for tomorrow night. I’ve been treating myself to bodily delights this week: hiking, swimming, sauna, baths, yoga, beach walks. Just two months ago I mustered all my courage and moved to a new city, a whole new place, with lots of open space and nature....
A Mother's Reflections on her Daughter's First Birthday
Skylar Let me paint a picture for you of my daughter. To see Skylar is to see the biggest, glittery eyes you have ever seen. They are love marbles. They light up constantly, especially when my son is around. And during breakfast. She has light brown hair that is starting to curl around her ears and at the nape of...