“This will define you.” I resented these words from a friend when my youngest son, Rakan, was diagnosed with a very rare pediatric cancer at age five. I didn’t want to hear them. I wanted to hear how I should be positive and how he’d be fine. I didn’t want my story,...
While doing Mother’s Day writing with my first graders, the typical answers came out: What does your mom like to do? “Go grocery shopping.” “Take care of me and my sister.” What is mom good at? “Folding clothes.”...
There is no one who can make you feel like they’ve swiped your intelligence faster than a 2-year-old. My mom was a stay-at-home mom until I was in 2nd grade. She had her college diploma framed in our kitchen. I totally get it now. Once upon a time, I was a...
Last week my teenager got in trouble. He got in normal, “I am fifteen and being an idiot with a few of my friends” kind of trouble. I always knew the day would come when we would have to address a situation where he’d get caught doing something we’d...
Today is the kickoff to #31mothers- our yearly celebration of motherhood, in all its forms. Throughout the month of May, The Mama Sagas blog will feature 31 different mothers, with 31 unique experiences. There is nothing like the power of story to heal, to bridge...