My grandfather, fondly known as Gramps, was a very important man in my life. He was an advocate of my education from the very start. He taught me math, literature, and history – oh, how he loved history. He taught… Read more →
Since we were dating, my husband would sing me MY song. The words are not important, nor is the fact that my husband cannot carry a tune. This song has become his way of calming me. He has reminded me… Read more →
by: Brittany Schroder
Today, November 17th, is World Prematurity Day, one day each year devoted to raising awareness of the facts and concerns surrounding preterm birth. One out of every ten births is preterm, and every year, 15 million… Read more →
“Three balls, two strikes!” the umpire shouted.
My sweaty hands gripped the bat, heart pounding, nerves shredded. What was I doing here?
The pitcher wound up and let that high lob fly. I blindly swung, and to my surprise, made… Read more →
I want my son to love prostitutes.
I want my daughter to love alcoholic deadbeats.
I want my children to love the unlovely, and I don’t mean just “tolerate” them or “be nice” to them but really, truly LOVE the… Read more →
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THANK YOU for your patience as we’ve taken time to re-launch our site.
You can expect honesty and acceptance here. We’re a community of women from diverse backgrounds who are soldiering through life and everything that… Read more →