Using the word “just” when you ask a working mother to do the impossible during a pandemic is an insult, and you’re probably pissing her off.
Oh how I long for the days when a fiver meant I had the world at my fingertips. I could literally buy all that AND a bag of chips.
Over time, we wear off on each other, and we can grow to like things, but it’s better if you grow to like new things together
By Joanna Owusu When I was eleven, my science class incubated chicken eggs and watched the chicks hatch. After the eggs hatched, the teacher let kids volunteer to take the chicks home. We weren’t a family with a lot of animals, but my parents let me take two home. Maybe because we didn’t have a […]
Our children need us to know better than them, but if on occasion we don’t, it’s alright to say “I don’t know.”
We are told about the village, and we live close to one another. Yet so many of us moms are still incredibly lonely.
There is no doubt that 2020 is a shit show of epic proportions, but if we’re being honest, things haven’t been good for a long time. And if we’re people of color, which I am not, “long time” means FOREVER. During Obama’s presidency the overtly racist knuckledraggers were present but slightly muted, and the opaquely […]
When seeking a tribe, don’t follow the bees. Instead, find your elephants—a tribe who lifts each other up, is empathetic, and respects their wise, fair leader.