Dance, dance, revolution! The long slow dance toward the dawn of equality— gays finally have the Constitutional right to marry. What does that mean for young gay people—that the world will suddenly change and embrace them? The mother of a gay high school senior examines the dance she has shared with her son on the journey that brought them to this historic place in time and to his latest coming out: online, in an article he wrote for the national student think tank publication for which he is a regular contributor. Paula Whyman shares with us her hopes for what happens for her son from now forward.
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).
by Julia Connolly I have gay friends who love football. I have straight friends who arrange flowers beautifully. I have lesbian friends who adore looking girly. I have straight friends […]
I especially want to say to the people I know (and love!) who have lived decades wishing today would come– or not daring to wish that today would come, only wishing that something much less significant than today might come…
When I heard that the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that our Constitution guarantees a right to same-sex marriage I couldn’t wait to text my gay daughter. I hoped to be the first […]
From acclaimed poet Marie Howe, a candid and unapologetic poem about coming of age and experiencing “the first pure thrill of unreluctant desire.” This poem casts no aspersions on the exploration of sexuality; instead, the poem celebrates it.
I watched as Cheryl went from person to person like a hummingbird gathering nectar, engaging people as though she were truly interested in them– and I’m sure she was. She told me that she asked so many questions of her mother’s friends and house guests when she was young that her mother gave her a limit of how many questions she could ask each person. What were the types of questions she asked? “Who do you love? Why do you love them?” All questions of the interior life. Imagine a five year-old engaging you in such a conversation.
If you are looking for inspiration for whatever it is you want to accomplish, let these women’s stories wash over you and renew your faith in what we women can do. Read: 14 Inspirational […]
Alma mater, translated from Latin, means “foster mother.” My alma mater, Rollins College, was established on November 4, 1885. One hundred and five years later, the first female president was sworn in– as the […]
From Salon, Christine Schoenwalk and her touching account of her mother’s anti-hoarding disorder. My mother isn’t a hoarder; she’s the exact opposite. If she were a hoarder, then people would understand when […]
Amy Cuddy is a social psychologist who has some very interesting ideas on how to empower yourself, such as adopting the Wonder Woman stance. We all have done it at one time or […]