Many years ago, my therapist asked me, “do you see the glass half full or half empty?” I generally liked and respected and was helped by this therapist, but her question really bothered me. I went home and wrote a poem about that question—I imagined a mountain...
Last week Gabriel celebrated his 18th birthday; in a month he graduates from high school. This is an exciting time, and also a nostalgic time for me! new motherhood I remember so clearly the day he was born—it was the day after his due date, almost 90 degrees in...
