Today’s poem on The Writer’s Almanac hits about seven different places inside me. What about you? Here’s the beginning: . Swept Away How innocent are lovers in the middle of their lives, […]
I'm a Gloria Siren, a licensed attorney, and a mother of four adults. I own my own tools, drive a stick shift, am quite fond of my Old Country Roses china, can do the NY Times Crossword every day of the week, and am told I'm "high-maintenance." Whatever. I'm an experienced traveler who can navigate through airport security faster than George Clooney's character in "Up in the Air" (2009).
I grew up going to church, I met my former husband at church, and I was always taught and always believed that love, including romantic love, should be unconditional. Or I thought I believed it.
Woman-bashing, fat-shaming, resorting to personal attacks against women regarding appearance when we don’t agree with them… what’s up with this, anyway? Julie Compton, a lesbian who endures regular rude and insensitive treatment […]
A Turkish bride and groom opted to feed 4,000 Syrian refugees instead of holding a traditional wedding reception. Fethullah Üzümcüoğlu and Esra Polat weighed feeding their family and friends against feeding those […]
The last thing I thought I would ever do is get romantically entangled with a man 25 years older than me. But here I am. I used to think of it as […]
What if we got outside ourselves and there / really was an outside out there, not just / our insides turned inside out? What if there / really were a you beyond […]
Why shouldn’t we waltz down the petal-strewn aisle of marriage this month? One of us Sirens was recently married, two others are already married, another is soon to be married, two others […]
by Suzannah Gilman It seems like it wasn’t long ago when I’d pack my four children into my mommy-van, making sure everyone was buckled in, prepared for the shopping trip in which I […]
by Suzannah Gilman I’ve been playing around for so long. For years, really. I travel with my partner while he’s working, acting as his part-time assistant and full-time helpmate, but when he’s […]
The day starts with the alarm going off at the ridiculously unreasonable hour of 7 a.m. I drive my 2013 silver Boxster S to the Sebring International Speedway. It’s just over the bridge from the hotel so you have time for a quick breakfast sandwich. It’s always better to have something in your stomach if you have to throw up later.