Motherhood

My Childhood’s Signature Scent

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The smell of tobacco brings my late father — and his favorite vice — back into my airspace.

Trying to Get Pregnant After the Death of a Child

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After losing my six-year-old son, I was determined to give my youngest child another sibling.

The Sitcom Widow

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Sizing myself up to DJ Tanner, Carol Brady and Nancy Botwin

Being Heard

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There was something about my first days as a mother that reminded me of my final moments with my own mother. Neither my newborn nor my mother could talk back. But could they understand me?

Leaning In, My Way

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I dove into back into work after my daughter was born. As a motherless mother, I soon realized I'd made the wrong choice.

Back in the Saddle Again

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My teenaged son stored his bike after a friend's fatal riding accident. One year on, I still wanted to hold onto him tight but was also ready for him to move forward.

On the Road

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After my 6-year-old son died, I was determined to grieve on my own terms. So I sold all my belongings and set off on my bicycle.