This is a collection founded by one of our early ambassadors, Susan, focused on the real and sometimes gritty life of women in the sandwich generation…which Susan describes as “Middle Life Maddness.”
My first grey hair appeared in 1982, when I was 20 years old. It was my boyfriend Sean’s fault. I thought I loved him; he was tall, blonde, wore a scuffed-up leather jacket and had ...
“Nancy, no one saw you back into that damned car,” my father is echoing in the background, clearly agitated over my tattletale mother’s insistence in involving his daughter in this ongoing debate. “Whaaaat?” I hear ...
Standing in the condom aisle after a romantic Valentine’s Day dinner, I turn to ask my husband how many he thinks we need. Maybe because he thinks that the vasectomy he endured fifteen years ago ...
As I stare down at the quiet innocence of my five year old daughter, her eyes so full of anticipation, I am keenly aware of a gnawing anxiety that almost completely takes away my breath. ...
The tree glowed more brightly than it had any other year. Despite the thousands of white lights, to me it still seemed barren and cold, devoid of any Christmas ornaments. Years before, nothing could have ...