Category Celebrations
It’s Complicated
Son came to us when he was eight years old. We adopted him from foster care. A feral youth, he knew nothing of personal hygiene, was illiterate, spoke inarticulately, had rotten teeth and suffered from severe ADHD. He’d been horribly neglected. The school he’d been attending wrote him off and considered him unteachable. Despite this, […]
Freedom Flings
Mask mandates have ended here in New York. I, for one, am glad, but skeptical. While I didn’t hesitate to barrier my face to prevent a deadly virus, I’m a little hesitant to remove it, too. For well over a year I’ve viewed that mask as something that’ll save my life. Conveniently, it prevented me […]
Confessions of A Middle-Age Woman 