Caring is Cool.

My mother used to tell a story of my childhood stubbornness. As an only child used to calling the shots, visiting family –including a dozen or so cousins – in South Carolina every holiday season was mostly a positive experience, save a few experiences, like this one. Or the time where I caught the wrath … Read More »

This one’s all over the place.

I’m sitting here at my kitchen table the eve before May, the month of Mother’s Day, officially begins. Regardless of whether or not either party is currently present, is there any more complex relationship than that of mother and child? It can be loving and supportive, or swing the other way into anxiety and sadness.  … Read More »