Letter To My Son on His 11th Birthday

On a dark night in a Baku, Azerbaijan, your father and I hailed a taxi. We were lucky. It took only two minutes for one to pass our way. Your father spoke in hurried Russian to get us to the hospital in time for your arrival. At 3:31 am, on February 13, 2002, you entered […]

To Be a Cowgirl in Love and Life

I left my marriage the end of 2011. The details are complicated. I spent 12 years raising an assortment of my ex-husband’s five children. The son I had with him made six. Our marriage failed for the same reason many marriages do: we grew apart. In the year after I left, I grew to love […]