Solidarity, My Solitary Valentines, Solidarity.

Valentine’s Day sucks. Now, get your butts off the pity pot. (I’m talking to you. Yes, you.) [...]

Truck Nuts, Love, and Gardens

I am not a perfect mom, but I am a good mom. I’m an incredible mom. I’m the kind of mom that sometimes makes other moms wonder if they are good-enough moms, and they are—they nearly always are. They are probably better moms than I could ever be. Like a cowboy with trucknuts, I am compensating for something. [...]

Ho, Ho, Hum

I have long felt that healing comes when anger recedes and tears wash away the residue. A friend wrote recently that she had heard it said, “that which does not make us better, makes us bitter.” I’m with her, better is… better. [...]

Hanging the Dirty Laundry

If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all, my mother used to admonish me and my brother when we were quarreling over something that seemed significant but really wasn’t. Her advice was always to suppress all negative emotions. Suffering, anger, and discontent were to be swallowed. Whole. [...]