Mother’s Day Eve® is a moment where moms come together to celebrate each other and the sisterhood of motherhood, the Saturday night before Mother’s Day.
By Julie Buckley. A few years ago, my oldest daughter came out to me as gay.
By Courtney Conover. I no longer think any marriage is immune from this thing called divorce.
The thing about western medicine is that no matter how kind the nurses and doctors are, no matter how cute the hospital room is or what other distractions are available, lots of what happens is inherently traumatic.
I feel very lucky that they returned, like I was given a second chance. In countless ways I feel this way about life too.
If I could change anything I’d go back in time and meet you earlier so I would have more time with you.
This is your life: this beautiful, grace-filled moment. Savor it. You will lose him, and soon, but you have this now. Sit still; take it all in: every color, voice, scent, taste, touch and laugh.
I remember the moment I truly understood that aging happens to everyone, that death is inevitable and family is everything.
Having a child changes everything. I was warned about the sleep deprivation and the way my body would never forgive me (though it has), but I was never told how much a baby can change your marriage.
I love a man who I can see a future with, and he loves a woman who is part of a package deal he never imagined wanting.