I lost everything in the post-natal depression.

My type of humor is almost pure identification. A housewife reads my column and says, 'But that's happened to ME! I know just what she's talking about!

Volunteers are the only human beings on the face of the earth who reflect this nation's compassion, unselfish caring, patience, and just plain love for one another.

There's something wrong with a mother who washes out a measuring cup with soap and water after she's only measured water in it.

I got so much food spit back in my face when my kids were small, I put windshield wipers on my glasses.

Grandmas can shed the yoke of responsibility, relax and enjoy their grandchildren in a way that was not possible when they were raising their own children. And they can glow in the realisation that here is their seed of life that will harvest generations to come.

There is only one thing harder in this world than forgiving. It's to ask forgiveness armed only with, 'I'm sorry'.