Brushes with Blackness: Best Friends and Bullies
As a child I was completely color blind. I know today people would say that was unlikely. Or even problematic. …
Category Archives: Family
Brushes with Blackness, 1
All of us who are white in America were born into a country steeped in racism. Even for those of …
Mothering the World on Mother’s day
In the Time of Corona we all need a little mothering on Mother’s Day. A huge influence on my understanding …
Joy and Grief and Everything in Between
I don’t know if it has anything to do with Covid-19, all these mixed emotions that swell and rage and …
Home Schooling Again, & Who’s the Boss?
I home-schooled my two children for six years when we were sailing around the world on La Gitana. And now, …
La Gitana, My Larger Self
When I first started this blog eight years ago, I had planned on using it as a vehicle for writing …
My Wild Child, My Son, “Rider on the Storm”
I wrote this tribute to my son seven years ago, shortly after the birth of my granddaughter. Recently I posted …
“I’m Praying for You, To Die”
I get this message about once a week from my granddaughter’s mother. It goes into great detail about the pain …
From the Tailwinds of 2019, Hope Lost & Its Glimmer
I ended a blog post at the tail end of 2018 with this wish list for 2019: A Look Ahead …
From Pete the Cat: It’s All Good
One of the joys of grandparenting is revisiting stories I loves to read my own children and sharing them with …
