One of my earliest childhood memories is my five year old self coming back from school, and entering into my mothers dark room, at the end of a very long … Continue reading Don’t be afraid of the dark
On juggling motherhood, and how no one has the right answer.
We all lie to our children. The lies we tell are just a way of lying to ourselves because the truth doesn’t really help… it doesn’t make anything easier.
Stories are embedded with instructions which guide us about the complexities in life.
When I become a mother, oh the things I will teach my children. I’ll sing to them every song; even those songs that have never been sang. I’ll fill their … Continue reading When I become a mother/ Cuando sea mamá