Mothering on Borrowed Time

How do we tell our daughters how much we love them? How do we describe how deep our desire is for them to be happy and live full, adventurous and glorious lives? It’s almost overwhelming. When my daughter was just a few weeks old I was diagnosed with a chronic and terminal autoimmune disorder. There…

Two American Girls in Paris

“Weʻll always have Paris,” as the saying goes. I recently returned from a ten day vacation in Paris with my 20 year old daughter and I canʻt tell you what impressed me more – Paris, or my daughter. Only yesterday she was hanging on my hip and begging me to read her one more chapter…

Confessions of a Single Mom

by Karen Rose Just when I think I’ve overcome the guilt of being a single mother, my child becomes an adult. I wasn’t prepared for how I would feel seeing Facebook posts of my daughter’s friends being dropped off at their selected universities with their parents proudly standing next to them in their wonderfully decorated…