Twins are 24 and the parenting challenges continue. The best therapy for me is talking to other parents, and feeling I’m not alone in this rocking boat. If you want to reach me, you can email me:[email protected].
I love Facebook. LOVE it. During the past few years, Facebook was sometimes the highest emotional point of my day. But Facebook also amplified my own anger, and there was already plenty of anger to go around.
Plus, since reading about how Cambridge Analytica used Facebook to help get Trump into office, I have felt guilty about using Facebook. I figured if my clicking on Facebook has given Steve Bannon and Robert Mercer a hand in their nefarious schemes,
I’m in court, sitting and watching the young men who fill up the benches, waiting for their turn. These men who should be hoisting the sails of a tall-masted ship or catching salmon to feed a village or climbing a mountain or pulling an oar with so much power that their boats jet through the water, no other fuel required. We could use their strength – if these men felt strong and able, how different would this country be?
I had trouble naming this column. My first idea was RUNAWAY MOM but that makes me sound flighty. For a while I called it FEELING BETTER but that made me sad. While trying to figure this out, I had the chance to go to Newfoundland with a group of women. 
Talking with these women (none of whom I’d met before) cracked open a shell that I’d formed around myself. The women on this trip didn’t have issues around motherhood — or at least they didn’t have the same issues I did.
