Life as Me

I return to work on Wednesday but teachers resumed their position on the picket line yesterday, a week before school is due to begin.  We ha...

Dear Parents, As the start of school looms and the conflict between teachers and government seems no closer to being resolved, I want to m...

I never want to stop being called Mama.  I don't want Mom, as that means my boys are growing up and don't need me as much anymore....

Around here we are in constant activity.  Not a day goes by when, after playing on the playground after school for an hour, we get home and ...

Thighs, oh powerful thighs You give me strength, are an opening for tenderness and lead the way in my celebration of all things,      gr...

Dear Wrists, You are the innocence within a body whose parts have faced harsh judgments. Your slender elegance a reminder of the pose I c...

My dearest tummy, I know I have written odes to my thighs and wrists and perhaps you were waiting for me to w...