The Easter Bunny, Emilia informs me, is a fighter. “He can fight, Mommy. Because he’s big.” “Santa’s big, too.” “Santa doesn’t fight, though, because he doesn’t need to.” “Oh?” “He just has elves around him, and they’re happy and nice, […]
Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. ~Mark Twain My mother recently broke her blog silence to write about being betrayed by her brother. It’s a long story; you can read about it […]
I don’t care which side of the fence you’re on when it comes to health care reform in the U.S. or abortion rights in the U.S. or the place of either debate in the context of the other: shouting “baby […]
Jasper, age 22 months, prepares for his future as a skate park punk.
I get hate mail. I’ve gotten used to it, for the most part, but still: getting angry e-mails (or comments or Facebook messages) from people who don’t like something that I’ve written or – more often – the fact that […]
My 100 Miles For Tanner Project, with its inauspicious start, just got the most wonderful boost: Tutus. For Tanner. My heart might just burst from the love. Having learned yesterday that Tanner is declining ever more quickly, too quickly, such […]
Last weekend, it was my father’s birthday. We were at Disney World. I thought about him, a lot. When I was a little bit older than Emilia, my dad’s stepfather died. I remember it well, because we had just arrived […]
Tanner, for whom I am running/persevering/living/dreaming/tutu-wearing/self-forgiving/running/running/running. 100 miles, if I can. 100 miles, I will.
I didn’t run the Disney Princess Half-Marathon. I am, to put it in as few words as possible, gutted. I fell the night before the race. I had a bad dizzy spell – a fade-to-black-and-spin dizzy spell – and fell. […]