When Mothers Earn Our “Stripes”
“Mom, you are beautiful, but check out your stripes in this picture.” My daughter is on the verge of 8, and we are on a double decker bus in London heading somewhere; she is examining the morning’s photos she has taken with my phone. Stripes? I’m confused until I glance down at the screen to… Continue reading When Mothers Earn Our “Stripes”
