You know one, or know someone who knows one, or you are one. An adoptive Mom. For whatever reason, the child that calls them or you Mom came from another woman’s uterus. I am an adoptive mom. For reasons too complex to delve into here and now, my husband and I chose adoption as a …
It’s because I hate tea, you see. I’m a coffee person. I resented the cold that compelled me to make tea, and I grumbled as I put the teapot (why do I even have a teapot?) on the stove. I went back in to the bedroom and made my bed, wondering why I was making …
The female voice on my voicemail this afternoon greeted me so enthusiastically I thought she might be outside of my apartment with flowers: Hi, Erica! My name is Something from Something Recruiting, and I am looking at your amazing resume! I really love your background and skills, and I know we can work together! I …
My journey, not unlike many I think, feels surreal in the first person. Almost three years ago, my wife told me she had no desire to be married to me anymore. In hindsight, I should have seen this coming but, really I, like so many, I lied to myself and said everything was ok. Counseling …
Everybody has a celebrity crush but how many of us are lucky enough to meet that person? What would you do? What would you say? How would you expect your celebrity crush to react? Everything would be cool, right? Tell them you admire their work, maybe get an autograph and then be on your merry …
…or may have improved it. (It’s Too Soon To Tell) I came to play in the social networking arena somewhat reluctantly. Why do I need this, I have email addresses and phone numbers? This is what I said until a “Success Coach” I was paying, told me of all the ways I could promote myself and my …
At this time one year ago, I lived in Los Angeles, was preparing for Coachella and to take my PADI Rescue Diver course in Nicaragua. I wanted to become a Dive Master for quite a few years, and the Rescue Diver certification was the next step on that journey. Fast-forward to April 2012 and I …
I don’t wear black robes. I don’t own a pointed hat. A wand is a foreign implement in my hands, and my collection of herbs is limited to cayenne, garlic and black pepper. But every so often when the mood is right I’ll collect simple (if unusual) ingredients, recite the words of some medieval charm …
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