PinnedPublished inThe MemoiristA Real Earthquake Was Nothing Compared to the Tremors of My SanityI fled to California, changed my name, and discovered who I was meant to be2d ago352d ago35
PinnedPublished inThe MemoiristHow a Job at a Child’s Dream Store From the 70s Became My Worst NightmareNo one knew I was only 15 when they locked us in at night.Nov 144Nov 144
PinnedPublished inILLUMINATIONBreaking Silence: My Journey as a Foster Parent Raising Children Who AbuseI struggled every day to keep my other children safeJun 2311Jun 2311
PinnedPublished inThe MemoiristThis Is Not Your Typical Birthmother’s StoryI wanted kids my whole life, yet I placed my twins in an open adoption at 41.Jul 1317Jul 1317
Published inThirty over FiftyModern Grandmas Ride Skateboards and Create Instagram ReelsI’m redefining what it means to be a grandma in the world todayOct 241Oct 241
Published inMiddle-PauseHow “Unknown Caller” Brought My Son And Me Back Together After Two YearsNow I have to decide if it’s safe for him to stayOct 165Oct 165
Published inThe MemoiristHow A Bubble Yum Addiction Helped Me Survive Racial Prejudice In Junior HighIn 1975 I was forced to choose between my white friends and blackOct 83Oct 83
Published inMustard Seed SentinelMy Kids And I Fed The Homeless Every Week For Eight MonthsYet we were caught off guard when some complained about what we were offeringOct 24Oct 24
Published inAge of EmpathyA Stranger Asked Me To Give Him Custody Of My SonIn an age where kids are trafficked every day, what kind of person does this?Sep 267Sep 267
Published inMiddle-PauseHow Does a Senior Special-Needs Mom Make Friends?While women my age are knitting and attending the symphony, I’m attending skateboard competitions and surf camp with my boysSep 157Sep 157