Play a Day: Tis the Season
Three generations of women in the kitchen, baking pies, drinking coffee, and chatting.
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Three generations of women in the kitchen, baking pies, drinking coffee, and chatting.
A woman cleaning house. Woman: “Wash the dishes after dinner.” “Clean as you go while cooking.” “Put your water glass in the sink when you’re finished with it.” “Don’t leave your things in the middle of the floor.” “Fill the… Read morePlay a Day: Family of Origin
A banner hangs from the ceiling reading “show and tell.” A line of people form a queue to the microphone stage left. Each has an item. They speak in silent pantomime and take their turns explaining their object and its… Read morePlay a Day: Show and Tell
A woman stands in front of the card shelf at a store. A large sign overhead says, “Mother’s Day” with the date. The woman stares at the sappy Hallmark sentiments silently. A voice from off-stage recites an endless litany of… Read morePlay a Day: Mother
I don’t have a maternal instinct. I hardly know how to talk to kids, let alone raise one. Besides that, I have a lot of things I want to do with my life, and children don’t factor into that.
In a lot of ways, having kids is still the default setting for women. But it shouldn’t be. The response to a woman saying she doesn’t want children shouldn’t be a wink and the word “yet.”
It just really gets under my skin. Having some straight, married woman tell me that I’ll probably decide I want children sometime in the next ten years.
So, I’ve been kind of bummed lately, and it took me a while to figure out why. Usually, I love Christmas. It’s been my favorite holiday for as long as I can remember. But this year I haven’t been feeling… Read more‘Tis the Season