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Category Archives: Tales From the Motherland
I decided to go to the March on Washington, as a promise to myself that I would never let hopelessness define me again. This past Election Day I woke up, literally and figuratively, to the realization that as a 53-year-old … Continue reading
In 2014 I followed in the footsteps of Jen over at Jenny’s Lark, and I wrote a list of 50 things (in 10 minutes) that I was grateful for in 2014. The list actually became 60 things, because I still had … Continue reading
I’m late this week–– so many distractions in December! If you’d like to join Friday Fictioneers, check out the details on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog, Addicted to Purple. This week’s hauntingly beautiful photo also comes from Rochelle, a woman of many … Continue reading
Tis the season! While that statement inevitably makes many people think of holiday lights, trees to decorate, dreidels and menorahs, and gift buying, for thousands of high school seniors and their parents, December dit is the advent of … Continue reading
It’s been a year, on December 27th, since Luke died in my arms. It was time, but the time never seems right to say goodbye to a beloved friend and family member, a faithful protector and comrade, and keeper of … Continue reading
Week five, and I’m feeling great about ending the writing drought. Thanks for all the support and wonderful feedback all y’all! This week’s photo prompt comes from Björn Rudberg, the weekly nudge from our dedicated leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. To join … Continue reading
Since I first read I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, as senior in high school, I have regularly turned to Maya Angelou for inspiration. This week, I have read this stunning poem more than once, may finally get it. … Continue reading
As I finally went to bed last night, at midnight, I found myself shaken by feelings that I dismissed as silly. I let them wash over me for only a moment, and then picked up my book, in the hopes … Continue reading
We all poop. We bleed when we’re cut.We laugh when it’s funny, and we cry when it hurts. But sometimes it feels like an uphill battle to be recognized as having feelings, by people who I think matter. I try … Continue reading
TALES FROM THE MOTHERLAND 