It started out like any other Sunday morning. I was dehydrated, still wearing last night’s smeared mascara, and suffering from an insatiable craving for Bagel...
Out of my five closest friends, three are Facebook friends with their mothers and two are not; one is enthusiastically friends with other moms; one is...
To my future offspring, Hello. It’s your mother. Right now, I’m a young, vibrant, spunky nineteen-year-old – or at least that’s what I write whenever...