Matriarchal Values, Mutual Respect

Women rule the domestic and men the political and spiritual roles. After marriage, the woman has her own sleeping quarters. The husband may sleep with her but must leave in the morning to have breakfast with his mother. "While the clan chief is always male, women select the chief and can remove him from office should they feel he failed to fulfill his duties."

Sisters from Cradle to Grave

Image by Pexels from Pixabay Sister relationships are some of the most authentic relationships we have. A sister-sister relationship is unique and unlike any other. The closer in age, the better your sisters understand the things you have gone through. We are each other's confidantes and combatants. We share common memories and similar experiences. A … Continue reading Sisters from Cradle to Grave

A Changing World and Values

Raising daughters in a country that upholds (some) values you don't share can be tricky. Perhaps braver moms than I remained steadfast and spoke their mind. I opted to wait to share my views until the children were old enough to think for themselves. This was no easy thing since my nature is to question, speak up, and push against injustice. By the time I was a mom, I'd tossed out a myriad of political theories and isms. Why would anyone listen to those who talk and talk and never walk the talk? People claiming to have answers for everyone else wore down my patience, leaving no space for listening.

Why Aren’t All Men Feminists?

Some of my women friends don't want anything to do with the feminist label. One friend ended our relationship after she learned I took part in the 2017 Women's March in Washington, D.C. They equate feminists to man-haters. But can they explain to me why it doesn't ruffle their feathers when boys are told not to act like a girl? What's so bad about girls? When you combine pink and blue, you have purple. Can't we be purple people?

Lice, Exclamations, and Hearing Aid Batteries

The ringtone, Twinkle, goes off on my phone. I recognize it as my youngest. Glancing at my phone screen, it's Wednesday, and it's 11:09 am. It means she's walked the two kids, Andrea (eight) and Kai (six), to school. Four words into the conversation, and I usually have a pretty good idea of how her day started. This time it took only one.