The Kakuma refugee camp is mostly women and children, resilient mothers who grabbed their little ones and braved a dangerous journey to escape conflict. Thanks to UNHCR, they are safe from violence; now, their enemy is a mosquito.
To this day, I use the essential nutrition advice that my mom bestowed upon me. She simply wanted me to practice mindful eating. As a mother and nutritionist, it's a value that I now work to instill in my own children and clients.
When I learned of President Obama's support of same sex-marriage this week, my emotions ran amok -- surprise, hope, excitement, joy -- joy because the marriage of my daughter and daughter-in-law was recognized as a good thing by the highest office in the land.
It was a brave step, I thought, for my mom. She didn't know how it would turn out. It was a chance she was willing to take. She knew she didn't have it wrong. She had always known. She had been happy to let me come out in my own time, but something encouraged her to make the first move.
I am reaching out to other moms who might or might not accept of the fact that their son or daughter is gay. Most of you do not know what it is like to receive a phone call like I got at 4:30 a.m. telling me that something had happened to my child.
Last month, the Boy Scouts of America notified me that I would no longer be allowed to serve as leader of my son's Scouts troop, because I'm gay and pose a "distraction" to the Scouts' core values. This Mother's Day, I have a message for the Boy Scouts: I am a mother, not a distraction.
On this Mother's Day we will honor our little family of three. We will celebrate our love, our commitment, and our journey as parents of an amazing child who inspires us to laugh, love, and enjoy and accept life's lessons.
Last year, on Mother's day, I found out I was pregnant. I can hardly believe it's been a year since that gleeful Mother's Day. Only a year later, and life is a completely different shade of tumbling. I have become the mother of a rather scrumptious little girl.