At Arm’s Length

At Arm’s Length

With the start of senior year, I find myself entering uncharted territory. She is pulling away from me and holding me at arm’s length for the first time ever.   Free flowing communication has been largely replaced by secrecy and silence. Even though she still...
Dear Daughters: Experiences Over Things

Dear Daughters: Experiences Over Things

Dear Daughters, We were away last week and I chose to not write TO you because I was busy enjoying time WITH you. That time away was actually the catalyst for today’s post. During the time when I would typically be sitting down to write this, we were in the air...
Dear Daughters: Experiences Over Things

Dear Daughters: Tending Your Needs

Most days, I know it can be incomprehensible to think of me as anything other than your mother. After all, that has been the nexus of our relationship since the beginning of your time on earth. But I am, and have always been, so much more than just your mother, with...