Dear Daughters and Sons – how to not become a hermit in a knitted beanie.
Dear Daughters and Sons, All my life I have been ’emotionally fluid’ you know – like waves, large ones that roll and crash about without direction. Its gotten worse as I’ve gotten older which is a bummer because I expected to grow wise and become able to control my emotions. Not just grow older. I […]
Letters to Sons and Daughters – How to be a slut
Dear Sons and Daughters, I was driving down Mulgrave Road with both my teenagers in the back of the car munching on chips and drinking slushies. They were discussing the other students at the school. ‘What about Jenna,’ said my boy ‘OMG she is such a slut,’ said my daughter. ‘She’s the sluttiest slut […]
Letters To My Daughters – Things I didn’t do
Dear Daughters and Sons, So I mentioned today – whilst out Christmas shopping with my daughter – to the nice young 30 something shop assistant – that I thought being in your thirties was the best time for a woman. You are young and beautiful and full of energy but by your thirties you have […]
Letters to my daughters – especially the one who is 16 – don’t rush
Dear Daughters, All global daughters. My youngest daughter is 16. She thinks I have forgotten. It might have been the drug dazed 70’s ….But I remember well – those high high wedges we tottered around on covered by our maxi dresses and big floppy hats over even bigger hair. Those guys with their long hair that […]