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Mother’s Day Gifts
A few years ago a young man from South Africa stayed with us for a week. During the week he told me the story of how he came to be adopted by his mother and given his name. He was … Continue reading
How We Do It
Our Memorial Day weekend was filled with all the things a summer weekend is supposed to have. We had visits from friends and family, we went to a Cubs game, we went downtown to site see with tourists, we went … Continue reading
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Stepping Back
Any discussion of my daughter’s birth starts with the fact that she was two and a half weeks late. For some people this would be a joke about the fact that they’ve been late ever since. For my daughter, it’s … Continue reading
Motherless Sons
This weekend, as I was packing my son for camp I got a phone call. My friend’s mother had died. Like most parents I spent the first few months of my children’s lives simply trying to keep them alive. Even … Continue reading
Sons and Daughters
I always imagined myself as the mother of sons. A cross between Mrs. Portnoy, June Cleaver and the mother of the Cartwright Boys’ from Bonanza (only alive). I would live surrounded by men who would love and cherish me and … Continue reading