Rongali

Fresh starts. Thanks to the calendar, they happen every year. Just set your watch to January and you have the chance to put the problems of last year to bed. But who gets to determine when the old ends, and the new begins? It’s not a day on a calendar, not a birthday, and certainly notContinue reading “Rongali”

I am my son’s mother and we are growing up *together*

“You are going to need to practice a whole hell of a lot if you want to play the drums in a way that doesn’t hurt people’s ears.” My reply pleased neither my son nor his dad. My friend felt I was being somewhat cruel. Well, i’m not advocating cruelty here, I am simply helpingContinue reading “I am my son’s mother and we are growing up *together*”