Teen Mom Lesson
I absorbed each word Relieved and exultant And silently imbibed The priceless Mom lesson I had learned: Never force a trickle Wait for the shower…. To read more visit ColumbusCityMomsBlog
Finally…
‘You recognize me?’ a voice asks on the telephone. The conversation dredges up twelve years of hurt, longings and unmet needs. Days of concession lunches and pointy fingers. Springs spent… Read more »
Before Sunrise
I look out the window at the chilly October night in the hilly city of Dehradun, India. An eerie silence pervades the otherwise bustling parking lot of the hospital. It… Read more »
Again
He shouts.I stare. He snores.I’m awake. Dawn. I dust a suitcase. He appears, a leviathan looming over the closet.Kisses my pupils, pulls my hair into a ponytail. Rivulets soak his… Read more »
The Unsung Heroes
This Independence Day of India, the 15th of August, I want to talk about those unacknowledged Indians that run like a network of capillaries beneath the skin. The underlying support… Read more »
Pre-Ordered?
The doorbell rang. She crawled out of the warm quilt, yanked her hair in a quick ponytail and scrambled for slippers. Outside, in a glass vase, sat an assortment of… Read more »
Delusional
Dressing up for their anniversary dinner– flowing chiffon with a ruby pendant around her neck. Smoked salmon, chardonnay, his loving gaze! Doorbell interrupts the piano playing in her head. Cheeks… Read more »
Any Males?
Himalayan Hospital, Dehradun, India “Who is with Siddiqui?”, an irate voice calls out on the microphone. I flinch briefly at the absence of a respectful prefix before my father’s name…. Read more »
Little People
My husband has two 25-inch hard-cover stroller luggage bags, gray and green, splayed open on the queen guest bed. One bag is to carry clothes for his 6 feet and… Read more »