One day last week I watched casually as my 5-year-old daughter held a thimble-sized sticker in her hand the shape of a triangle. Her eyes squinting and her mouth opened slightly, I could see she was immersed in concentration. She was trying to apply this...
She learned about Mother's Day at her preschool. Every year the teachers spend days making special projects for us Mommies. They splatter paint canvases on "Jackson Pollack Day" which they wrap in hand painted dish towels and tie with a bow. The kids fill out...
That road. The one that winds and dips and turns through the trees and comes to a weird, Y-shaped intersection. The one we used to drive down after school in our hand-me-down cars listening to The Cranberries with the windows down. I love that road.
And...
I read somewhere that we are all addicts to whatever releases a hit of dopamine to our brains.
Food and sex are big dopamine triggers because evolutionarily speaking, we need to eat and procreate. We are engineered to derive pleasure from these things. Everyone has heard...
I'm adrift right now, and I know it. It's been almost three months since I filed for divorce and the loneliness has begun to wrap around me like a wet, dense fog.
During the day, I have no shortage of things to do. I have two...
"I have no issues." The boy says.
"What do you mean? You have no issues? Everyone has issues." I say.
"Nope. Not me. I'm a happy-go-lucky guy. Nothing gets me down. I always stay positive." He says.
"Yes, but something bad had to happen in your life at...
My divorce didn't begin the day the paperwork was filed a few months ago. It didn't even begin the month before that when I KNEW I couldn't do this another day. My divorce began over a year ago. It was a cold December night. I sat...
I work on the Internet. Last week, it felt as though everywhere I turned the women of the world were talking about body issues. From the viral photo of the fit and unapologetic Maria Kang that prickled many woman's spine either in outrage or defense,...
I've been thinking a lot about time. I suppose fall does that to me. With all the leaves falling and the ground decaying under my feet. It's Mother Nature's most in-your-face reminder that time marches on, things change, release, fall away. And I suppose I...
Less than a week after I brought my first baby home, after the post-birthing euphoria wore off, after all the relatives had cooed, cuddled, and given back the baby -- I fell silently, like a deflating balloon, into a bout of despair.
I had nothing or...