RainMinded

Motherhood

  • The Invisible String

    The Invisible String

    There’s this invisible string that ties us to our babies ~ one that never really fades, no matter how old they get (my oldest is 25!) I feel it every day. A gentle tug when I think of them, a pull when they’re struggling, a little spark of calm inside me when I know they’re…

  • When the Kids Come Home

    When the Kids Come Home

    Last night, I nearly had a heart attack. I’d just come home from a party, feeling all smug about staying out past 9pm, when I walked into our cozy rainforest cocoon and from the dark, a couple of shadowy figures casually said, “hey” Naturally, I old-lady yelped, “Who the fuck are you?!” (Because obviously, I’m…