surmising with aplomb and nary remorse
YOUR DREAMS ARE DEAD by perfect_mayhem These four words flew into the forefront of my brain along with what felt like gallons of blood as I was bent over the floor around my son’s desk retrieving his crumpled up artistic attempts. He is nearly 7 years old and a truly gifted artist. I do not … Read more
DESPITE IT ALL, BECAUSE OF IT ALL by lorieb I grew up in a large family, the youngest girl and second youngest of six children, with two sisters and three brothers. Despite that, or perhaps because of that, I have always wanted to have a large family myself. My husband on the other hand, grew … Read more
I CAN’T PICTURE YOU WITH A KID by asyarhein FROM THE WOMEN’S ISSUES ARCHIVE “I can’t picture you with a kid.” “Neither can I.” I’m too spontaneous. My passion for writing and journalism was constantly competing with my passion for buffalo wings, rum and Steve Madden; there is no room for a kid in … Read more