Monday, August 25, 2008

My essay in today's Los Angeles Times

In case you don't get the print edition, but would like to read it, here it is. If you have any thoughts, comments or questions, bring 'em on.

7 comments:

Gina Thomas, San Antonio, Texas said...

Well done! I enjoy reading the reflections of other moms on the mother/son relationship. This week my 18 year old begins his college career so I've been doing alot of reflecting myself. I'm working on an essay about my relationship with my stepmother - thank you for inspiring me through your book and blog to keep writing.

Joanne said...

Lovely essay. Isn't it nice that what is resulting from high gas prices is our awareness that "big fun" comes from simple things? Many happy rides ...

Gay Degani said...

I saw it, read it, and laughed. So cool that your son is happy to be seen about town with you. Shows a level of trust and affection mothers should strive for.

As for gas! Yish. When my son was a junior in high school, I gave him my car to shuttle himself and his sister to school. I walked everywhere and the days seemed to lengthen. I don't really understand this phenomenon, but I think it has to do with slowing down which in turn allowed me to actually see what is around me and to revel in it. You helped me to remember that. Thanks.

Barbara DeMarco-Barrett said...

Thanks to all of YOU for your comments...!

Nicole said...

I too enjoy reading reflections about mother/son relationships, to see what's coming down the pike. A fun read! And a reminder that the needy/clingy stage doesn't last forever. BTW, I've seen the guy with the post-it... I spent the seconds it took for him to ride past me studying his nose and trying to figure out what the post-it was about -- I missed the yellow gloves! Will look for them next time.

Judy Kay said...

Who is the man with the post it and dishwashing gloves. What a character. He's one of the many Corona del Mar oddities my nieces from Arizona search for during their annual visits.

Dianne said...

I loved the essay. Having gone through that with my sons and now with my older grandson, it's so important to cherish those times when they actually want to be with you. It goes so fast.