Mother’s Maiden Name

I knew his mother’s maiden name. His parent’s middle names. His social security number. I could list his schools and their associated mascots. I knew the name and breed of every dog his family every owned. I’d sifted through all of his baby pictures, watching the chubby toddler grow into the awkward, skinny boy whoContinue reading “Mother’s Maiden Name”

A Wife By Any Other Name

When I married for the first time, I changed my name without thought. I was happy to replace the name that I associated with childhood with one that I related to becoming an adult. I was young – 22 – and I had not yet accomplished much with my given name. Shedding it caused meContinue reading “A Wife By Any Other Name”

Mommies Are Tired

I test drove motherhood this week. I was one of 18 chaperones on a three-day trip to Savannah with over 200 8th graders. I love these trips, but they are such a shock to my system as I go from no kids to being completely responsible for a group of 16 and sharing responsibility forContinue reading “Mommies Are Tired”

Mom: A Mother’s Day Tribute

Mom. Such a simple word, yet so loaded with meaning and memory. It’s where we all come from. It’s what we simultaneously yearn for and yet try to escape from. My own mother often jokes that the umbilical cord is never fully cut. It just stretches to accommodate. There’s some truth in that. Although I’veContinue reading “Mom: A Mother’s Day Tribute”