An Ode(?) to the Gen X Mom

I, me, myself here stand for all the amazing Gen X moms. This is their saga – steeped in irony, and showing an occasional sense of dread – just like them. Somehow, calling myself a Gen X Mom seems totally inappropriate. On most days, I don’t represent either of those labels well. Let alone beingContinueContinue reading “An Ode(?) to the Gen X Mom”

The day I made a plane turn around…

This is a story about intense, crippling fear. It’s also about courage and determination. And I share this deeply personal struggle with just one hope – that it will help someone, somewhere out there. The first time it happened was around Nov 2016, on a flight from Hawaii back to the mainland. We were cruisingContinueContinue reading “The day I made a plane turn around…”