I used to believe I was colorblind.  What that meant, to me, was that I thought I could judge people, in the words of Dr. King, not on the b...

I never used to wear dresses, preferring instead the pantsuit approach, but when I started working at my current place of employment, I did ...

(Cross-posted at BlogHer.com) The other day, my news feed was full of that story.  You know which one.  The story about the black girl who...

Dear Stay-At-Home-Parent, I'm tired of the barbs I see thrown from either side.  And today, I wanted to write to say thank you for bei...

On Thursday, I signed N. up for dance class.  She has been begging me to find a class for her for almost two years now, since we had to leav...

Maybe I'd been living under a rock, but I'm pretty certain that the first time I heard about International Women's Day in my 30s...

(cross-posted at BlogHer.com) My daughter is not a feminist.  She is an almost-three-year-old tornado whose favorite color is blue, but wh...

Our last CSA pickup for the season was last Friday, and so this week was the first in many months that I had to plan a menu that didn't ...

I was eleven.  My aunt and uncle, in a moment of uncharacteristic attentiveness to my interests, had bought me a copy of Jane Eyre for my b...

I don't know about you, but this has been too much déjà vu for me.  Gunman with a history of mental illness enters a building to which...

I don't generally sign up for inspirational email.  In fact, I don't generally opt in to anything that will come regularly to my i...

"You look ... happy, " she says to me, sizing me up one last time before she heads home.  My friend, who had come to see my new of...

On the day we moved into our current house, I was wearing a sweatshirt from a university women's retreat at which I'd been invited t...

I had hesitated to post this, but I found out recently that Sheryl Sandberg will be one of the keynote speakers at BlogHer, and I felt that ...

I confess, I'd been wanting to participate in the BlogHer Book Club for a while.  It seemed like a great way to read something different...

I can't remember exactly how the conversation started.  We were eating dinner together, my kids and I; S. was at an important dinner mee...

When I went to BlogHer'12, the thing that most moved me was meeting the women that I'd gotten to know online over the past two and a...