When my only daughter was set to go to college, I was ready to for the emotional punch in the gut.

It’s kind of a cruel trick that life plays on some of us, those who get so caught up in the minutia of the moment that we miss the true beauty happening right in front of us.

We don’t get do-overs as parents; we carry the past with us the whole time.

If you learn nothing else from me about cooking, at least learn this: how to properly scramble an egg.

My kids are part of the generation whose childhoods marched forward alongside the publication of each new Harry Potter book.

This year, it’s a different kind of Christmas. But it will be just fine. Perhaps, even festive.

Truth is, the longer you’ve been a mom the clearer are your failures.

You are exhausted at the end of each day, but your love for her knows no bounds so you know exactly how she felt when she first saw you. First held you.

Headlines read like a doomsday prophecy into the future of my little girl.

Our dog, Essie, has “empty nest” syndrome.