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Those Frozen Southern Grrrrls

Those Frozen Southern Grrrrls  You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be? You're frozen When you're heart's not open. You're so consumed with how much you get You waste your time with hate and regret, You're broken When you're heart's not open... Now there's no point in placing the blame And you should know I suffer the same, If I lose you My heart will be broken. Love is a bird, She needs to fly. Let all the hurt inside of you die You're frozen when your heart's not open! - Madonna, Frozen When I moved to Boston from Atlanta 20 years ago I remember feeling like a foreigner in a foreign land, having to adjust to the fast-walking, fast-talking New England way of life. Back in my Southern culture, we sipped sweet tea at a leisurely pace and waved on fellow 4-way stoppers because what's the rush, really? From the comfort of my Honda Accord, I let the sunroof open and the windows down s...
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Mothers Be Good OR Cycles:Menstrual and Otherwise

"Fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do. Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters, too." - John Mayer, Daughters This song came on the radio the other day and it made me stop in my tracks. I remember hearing it for the first time in the car, in 2005, when I was pregnant with my daughter.  It was my first pregnancy and I was constantly on a rollercoaster ride of emotions: from excitement and exhilaration when my husband and I first found out we were going to be parents; to curiosity and anticipation as my body started changing with the baby growing inside of me; to fear and overwhelming sadness when we agreed to an amniocentesis despite the risk of miscarriage; to relief and joy when we didn't miscarry; to exhaustion and disgust as my body kept getting bigger and the numbers on the scale larger until I finally gave birth 11 days after her due date; then elation again as we became new parents which start...
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"A Harbour in the Tempest"

"You say you want Diamonds on a ring of gold You say you want Your story to remain untold... You say you'll give me Eyes in a moon of blindness A river in a time of dryness A harbor in the tempest But all the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you…" From U2, "All I Want is You" I was "A. Harbour" in the tempest for much of my life, starting when my stepfather adopted me just a few years after my parents' bitter divorce in the mid-70"s. My mom, eager to shed her very ethnic divorced name, married a nice man of Anglican origin and I became the first kid of three to then bear the Harbour name.  Having a Harbour on the outside and a Spagnolo on the inside proved more difficult to handle than my mom realized. I think she thought if she had my name changed, she could tame me of all of my Spagnolo traits. For example, she thought that with my dad in another home and eventually another state (she moved ...
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