Where I grew up, just past the place where the glaciers scraped the Midwest prairies flat, you can sometimes see a storm coming all day long. A look out the window shows the clouds forming, and you can probably still get the wash out hung out on the line with plenty of time for itContinue reading “Thunderstorm on the Prairie”
Category Archives: Family
The White Mamas
Middle aged, middle class, white woman from the midwest. Biggest demographic group around, right? Right. Except for one thing. No one in my world understands what it is like to be white and have children who are not white, not really, no one but other white mamas of brown babies. When my husband finally stoppedContinue reading “The White Mamas”
The Trials of Tramadol
One a week. One middle age woman dies from an opioid overdose every week in Orange County, CA. How many more suffer, losing themselves and all they have worked and hoped for? How far does the pain radiate? Children? Spouses? And how close is this to you? To me? One year ago I was diagnosedContinue reading “The Trials of Tramadol”
Women of a Certain Age: Five Ways
I am two minutes from turning 50, maybe three. I pictured my post-kid world as full of opportunity and new horizons, but here’s the truth: that’s not the way the system works. It’s rigged. Women, especially middle aged women, are still clawing our way out of the valley of misogyny and trying to pave overContinue reading “Women of a Certain Age: Five Ways”
Fighting About the Bleeding
I admit it. Black Lives Matter was a hard sell for me. The lives I love the most in this world are the lives of my kids and my husband. Those are Asian lives. Watching pop culture racist jokes hurled by Black celebrities at Asian people just made me angrier. Chris Rock can go suck anContinue reading “Fighting About the Bleeding”
In My Pocket
I just got home from seeing “Singin’ in the Rain” on a big screen at my local SoCal theater. Or well, what passes for a big screen at those huge multiplex theaters. I have seen this movie dozens of times; never on anything but a house sized screen. I remember watching it more than once inContinue reading “In My Pocket”
