I’m not a big believer in the fact that there is a G-D. Superstition and religious school learning is what
I sit at my kitchen table. In front of me is my laptop and my cup of coffee which is
My mom is dead. I keep saying those four words to myself and then I shake my head in disbelief.
I plop down in a chair, engulfed and hidden deep within the folds of my husbands ginormous, full length down
My children have been very lucky. They have been sheltered from and have had no experience with death. No loved
So often I find myself seething in anger and frustration. My kids drive me insane so much of the time.
People die. It’s a cold, hard certainty of life. We are born with this bittersweet and slightly scary knowledge because
Ever since we took my son to see Bolt…TWICE… Or…it COULD BE Coraline… My son has been living in fear