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Posted by admin in battling cancer, breast cancer awareness, friendship, kindred spirits. the stuff that matters, loss on 10 16th, 2009 | No Comments

Affiliate Friday: Mama-Face of Blog-Igno

This is Mama-Face from Blog-Ignoramus. I remember when she first discovered our site here and she emailed me a comment saying she felt like she had found home. And that’s the stuff that makes this community we’ve created so worthwhile to me. That through the white space we find each other and reach each other with our words. I am honored that Mama-Face agreed to guest post for us on an “Affiliate Friday” but I feel even more privileged that it was this story that she wanted to tell. If you are like me you, won’t want to read this post. If...
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Posted by admin in friendship, life before kids, moms now, moms then on 05 18th, 2009 | No Comments

Learning from the Lovely Ladies of the S

by Em Children, as a whole, are self-centered little creatures. They can’t help it. They come into our worlds with no knowledge of the fact that we actually had lives before they showed up. I can clearly remember the moment when this realization of my mother’s “Life Outside of the Child Universe” hit me: My brother was running late for school, per usual, therefore we missed the bus. Again. Mom proceeded to berate us from the moment we slinked to the backseat of the faux wood-paneled Mercury Cougar station wagon until she, quite literally, kicked...
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Posted by admin in becoming a mama, friendship, my mother, something new, unchartered territory on 04 15th, 2009 | No Comments

A Mother OR A Best Friend OR Both?

Written by Lee “My mother is my best friend.” I’ve heard friends and others say that quite a lot in my lifetime.  From as early as high school, through college and into adulthood.  Now as a mother, I hear other mothers say it – “My daughter and I are best friends.” And I’m all – huh? Not like I don’t get the concept.  I get the concept.  It’s just that I never had that kind of relationship with my mother and I never will.  And I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way. I could write on and on...
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