Some of you reading this will be sending out birth announcements later this year. You’re only starry-eyed gazing into the future. Others of you are already in the thick of it; you’re the hovering mama with very few boundaries – and complete…

  Born easily on a happy Friday evening 31 years ago today, he didn’t make a sound. Those big brown eyes brimming with wonder, scanned the room as if he’d come from another planet…hungry to know. Our second-born son, he grew…

My kids are so forgiving. They treat me, speak of me and honor me as though I’m the Holy Mother. I’m not. Believe me. And by the way, neither was she. Because she was human, too, and fraught with human...

I bumped into this article recently. It’s one I’d written a couple of years back, first for a home education periodical, then it made its way to a few more online sites as is often the case. As I scanned…

Yesterday I touched briefly on my passion for natural remedies and how life-changing and liberating they’ve become for me.* As a Mama, I’m especially delighted to see my adult children also pursuing health and healing outside of the traditional medical-pharmaceutical…

There is a quality and a substance of character that we long for our kids to have, but which can only be worked into their very fabric through difficulty. If we remove every trial and tribulation, every hard thing from...

My morning was crowned by a gourmet, from-scratch birthday breakfast in honor of our thirdborn son. (For the foodies among us: His wife went all out with fresh pineapple and blackberries, glorious, layered luscious Eggs Benedict topped with creamy hollandaise served with sides of…

  Scrolling through my Facebook feed on this New Year’s weekend, glimpsing all the festive toasts with grinning people, claiming bliss, holding bubbling champagne, partying, hugging, kissing – from Mexico to Australia to South Africa to the East and West…