Parenthood Stories

Every parent believes they know exactly what their child is going through. But the truth is, everyone is different. No one is exactly the same. I wanted to scream at her, even more so than at the boy. Why was that? Shouldn't I feel angry at the boy for taking advantage of my little girl? But perhaps it was because I could see the way she was looking at him. She liked him. She really liked him. Maybe that's why I retreated...

True story: an entire double rainbow has graced our sky for the last two nights in a row. What a potent feeling, to walk out into the street, light rain peppering my hair (or what hair remains, anyway), tickling my scalp I have my phone in hand, ready to take a picture, maybe post it somewhere, Facetok, Instabook, Tikgram. And then I see what I am doing, and pause I don’t need a phone to look at the sky All I need are eye...