The college search and decision process represents, for some kids, a significant threshold. They begin to move from the present emotion of adolescence to the future rationale of adulthood. They have to consider their own identity in an attempt to find a cultural and academic match. They must take a sobering account of their performance and [...]
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(sorry, a bit slapdash! had to write a review for tomorrow morning as well) A habit I would happily be rid of: watching serialized things that are available to me without a waiting period one after another until suddenly I’ve demolished a weekend. The first time I did it was spring break one year of [...]
Having a baby changes everything
“Not having kids is making aging confusing.” This was a friend’s status update. It jolted me to read it. In fact, I’m not sure how he intended it, but it took me back immediately to this documentary I watched in grad school, Daddy & Papa, about gay couples adopting kids. Now, I’ve never wanted kids. [...]
St. Ann’s Kids . . .
Well, my sister finally passed away. It’s been a long time coming since she had lived with Multiple Sclerosis for 25 years. This is a photo of her oldest child with my son. The big kid was adopted into my parents family in 1980. The little one born into the extended clan in 2004. The [...]
Million Dollar Baby
I never thought I’d be one of those women whose prime directive is the fruitless pursuit of a baby, but it’s happened. I was 38 when I met The Fella. We married in the summer of my 40th year, and began our life together in hot pursuit of creating another life. Fun, carefree sex morphed [...]
Knitting a muffler
I should have cleaned my bathroom this week. I should have answered work email, gone to the gym, attended a choral boosters meeting at the high school, brought my dog to get her nails trimmed or finished the last of my thank you notes from Christmas. Instead I spent most of my limited free time [...]
Monkeyshines
I decided to make my nieces sock monkeys for Christmas. I am not sure why. My grandmother made them for us as children and they were naked, misshapen monstrosities that we hid under pillows. Perhaps it was because they creeped us out so much that I thought of them. My brother is a horror script [...]
Bye bye baby
I’ve moved through life assuming that giving birth was always a possibility. And now, at nearly 43, I have to sever that option or cling on to it. Severing would mean better physical health, the resolution of medical issues, and a life liberated from menstruation. Now that I spend more time menstruating than not, I [...]
A Child is Born to Dad and Papa
What an incredibly joyous reason to write a post. I am so happy to introduce Hanover Robinson Gottlock to you all! Our dear friends (and former TGW contributers) Brian and Robbins Gottlock welcomed their first son into the world last Thursday November 12, 2009, at 8:54 AM. He arrived 3.5 weeks premature and weighed in [...]
