Mothering Can be a Dirty Job

Our family recently celebrated a milestone, our baby grandson’s first birthday. Watching my son and his sweet wife parent that tiny boy over these past months has brought such joy, and rekindled so many memories of my own early days as a mother. One in particular. One afternoon, my boys took an extended nap which allowed me wonderful time to …

The Other Woman

Early in our dating relationship, a spunky redhead set her eyes on my new boyfriend. Despite assurances from Allen that he only had eyes for me, that green monster called jealousy still bit . . . hard. I won’t go into how I wrestled that monster to the ground (my jealousy, not the redhead), but somehow I held onto my …