Last month, my oldest "child" turned 18 on the 18th. It was her golden birthday, and she is excited about a bright future ahead. Of course, for me, it's bittersweet. If she's still a work in progress, in many ways my part is done. I now must admit she's an...

Okay, my first title for this was "Moms Gone Wild," but my husband expressed concern about making a wrong impression. For anyone reading this who considers themselves a traditional mom, make room for today's newest extreme in mothering by instinct.

Have you noticed lately that some celebrity moms are...

Recently during lunch, my teen daughters and I were reading the newspaper (only on Sundays), and I see an article on young adults' views of marriage. No surprise -- a majority consider their chances of marrying as likely as winning the lottery. Even those who do marry risk increasing unhappiness...

One rare quiet evening, I turn on the news and Diane Sawyer tells me I'm the most stressed-out person in the country. OK, not only me, but women my age (ahem) juggling multiple roles and responsibilities. Finally, someone notices. Someone important who just may be able to help,...

The most meaningful present my mother gave me wasn't the Mickey Mouse watch I wanted as a child. Although she did ensure the watch was under our Christmas tree and I loved it. Thanks, Mom. It was the gift of walking with her on the path of a progressive illness,...

Well, it's October and summer is long gone. As for me, I'm glad it's fall. Children are solidly in the swing of school again, and our family is back to a routine. Heavy-duty homework is to come. Afterschool activities are interesting, not an obligation. Right now, I don't even mind...

While recently picking up my children from school, my oldest asked, "Does a cluttered purse reflect a disorganized life?" You see, my cell phone alarm was going off repeatedly. Since I was driving, I had given up finding it and refused to try any more.

"That's the problem with a...