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Short Story: Obsidian

Obsidian

Martha called him her Dandelion. Dandelion. Called him Dandelion when he’d roar his little roar with widened eyes and mouth stretched to brandish fangs he didn’t have. 1,974 more words

My Daughter

She’s loud. She’s mouthy. She’s spirited. She’s willful. She’s sassy. She’s too much. She’s my daughter.  And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now, no two people are exactly alike, but I always feared (and now I know, rightfully so) that I wouldn’t be able to escape the tough time I had given my Mom, over the years. 573 more words

Gratitude

The Korean Buddhist Ritual at The Philly Museum of Art and LGBT rights in Korea

Yesterday my partner and I spent the morning and afternoon at The Philadelphia Museum of Art  seeing the opening ritual in the morning performed by the 7 monks from the Bongwon Temple, the head temple of the Taego Order of Korean Buddhism for more than 1,000 years. 607 more words

Memoirs

Relationships

My mum and I really did not have much of a relationship whilst I was growing up. I now realize that there were a number of factors involved. 327 more words

Family

My mother and I are isolated...

My mother and I are isolated, but not alone.  The very old are everywhere, scattered over the landscape, worn and scraped but going still.   Common wisdom is that it is the duty of their children to keep them running. 874 more words

Going Home

Getting your daughter to like her body when you aren't nuts about yours

As the mom of a little girl, I’ve been thinking a lot about body image lately. It seems every woman with whom I work–from already lithe blondes to women who could, maybe, lose six pounds at most–are replacing actual food with Isagenix shakes. 685 more words

Life With Baby

Today and every day, Mom's not the word

Good morning!. Did you get your morning toast in bed?

My sister and I used to make quite a production of Mother’s Day tea and toast on the tray table. 459 more words

Family