I wanted everything

While growing up, I couldn’t wait to be a grown-up. Sometime during my teens I literally became allergic to the word “no”. Especially if it was my mom who said it and if it was related to a request for the cell-phone I wanted. My mom’s stubbornness, frugality and her inability to see the vision…

Discreet chronicles of that “time of the month”

Hey little sis…When I think of puberty and the few conversations I had with my parents when I was going through those changes, I remember feeling confused and uncomfortable. Like why are we talking about my ‘purse’ and why must I not play with boys anymore? Not that I cared much about boys because I…