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Today, I took my daughter to a friend’s home for a music demo. The neighborhood is a very eclectic mix of people. Many different races were ...

My husband recently came home obsessed with another woman. He explained that she looked similar to me and had the same mannerisms. Every m...

On another day in February, years ago, my mother sat. Tears welled up in her eyes. And we asked what was wrong. That same day, years bef...

Today, as my children and I prepared for the school day, my son asked, “Mom, will you be coming on the fieldtrip tomorrow?” I said yes, and ...

A year ago, my son lost his most treasured possession, a small Gap Hopper simply named “Bunny” at the Nick Hotel in Orlando. And with Bunny’...

Thirty-six years ago today, my life changed. At the time, I was six and very angry about this change. I had been the apple of my parents’ ...

I’ve been absent. We moved to Madison, Wisconsin, this past summer. And all is well. During the search for schools, I made a point of look...

I don’t often write about my Latino side. Usually, I forget about it unless someone whom I have never met in the flesh reminds me with a ca...

From very young, I never had a reason to want to know more about my birth parents. But every day, my own children astonish me. And of cours...

How many times have I heard that comment? I heard it in grade school, high school, college and even now, as an adult. I shouldn’t be offende...