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…