Category: Family


Poetry Sundays

Here at The Exponent we are starting a new series one Sunday a month where we’ll share poetry. Following the Christmas holidays, this poem by Wendell Berry came to my mind.  We have so...

Santa Claus 17

Perpetuating the Santa Claus Myth

When my daughter asked me about the veracity of Santa Claus, I told her that I like to pretend that Santa Claus is real because it is such a fun thing to imagine.  She...


Nativity: A Letter to My Son

na·tiv·i·ty (n -t v -t , n -). n. pl. na·tiv·i·ties. 1. Birth, especially the place, conditions, or circumstances of being born. Dear Luke, You’re a grown man, turning thirty tomorrow. But every year around...


Guest Post: The Miracle of Forgiveness

By East River Lady (CW & TW: child and sexual abuse; suicide) “Ask God for forgiveness first.” “Okay. God, please forgive me…” Right before my teenage cousin told me to perform a sexual act...


All I Really Need To Know About Mothering I Learned From My Cat

“She got up from where she was lying, stepped over them, and left those newborn-blind, helpless kittens mewing plaintively in their box. They began feeling around, smelling for her, trembling as they tried to walk on tiny paws. And she just walked away. I stopped what I was doing to watch. “