It is 1990 and my husband and I are out searching for a good used car. Our first used car we bought after seeing it advertised on the side of the road. We pulled over, I negotiated a price and…
Are Women Responsible for the Powerlessness of Men?
In the 1950s and 60s “refrigerator” mothers, those who were seen, accurately or not, as cold and unloving were to blame for the mental fragility or illness of their children. Until far too recently, it was only a mother’s age,…
Fifty Shades of Grey: My Version
I have fantasies. Oh, do I have fantasies. They wake me up in the middle of the night; they keep me from work; they interfere with my relationships. My longing is unending. It consumes me. Sometimes I stand, immobilized by…
Motherhood: The Fear Factor
After six hours of hard labor, I was told my son’s heartbeat was slowing. “Get him out,” I screamed. And they did, slitting me from top to bottom in an emergency C-section. I wasn’t at the hospital or with the…
Nobody Loves Me, Everybody Hates Me….
“I’m going to go out in the yard and eat worms,” is how the rest of that sad ditty goes. If you didn’t say it as a child, you know someone who did. And we have all certainly felt that…