The Mother That Never Was

The Mother That Never Was

I don’t write about my mother often.  Of all my dysfunctional childhood relationships, my experience with my mother is the most painful.  I believe that small children have a disproportionate need for the feminine nurturing energy.  When it’s not available, I think...
In Defense of Children

In Defense of Children

We underestimate children.  I have been reminded of this fact lately with so many seeking to discredit Dylan Farrow.  I am particularly bothered by the notion that at 7 years old, Dylan only said what her mother told her to say.  I find this incredibly hard to...
In Search of Family

In Search of Family

When I was a child, I had one wish.  I wanted a real family.  I used to dream about it.  I remember sitting in my backyard and watching the house behind mine.  I am not sure why I picked that house.  There were houses in every direction because we lived in a suburb. ...
Just a Kid

Just a Kid

When I became a single mother, I knew it was going to be hard.  I knew there would be a lot of guessing, especially since I didn’t have real parents.  I knew it would be a tremendous strain on my energy, time and finances.  I knew I would want to pull out my hair.  I...
All Kids Act That Way?

All Kids Act That Way?

I have yet to meet an honest mother who isn’t completely insecure about motherhood.  It is the hardest job on this planet.  Motherhood targets our triggers.  To put it a different way, it brings up everything that scares us to death.  For some of us, we are scared...