Motherhood

Of Fake Men and Fairly Wonderful Godmothers

Dear Anne, When we first met, back in the Stone Age, if someone had told us we’d be the godmothers to each others’ children, we might have looked at each other and said, “Who? HER?” And I know we wouldn’t have believed that 17 years would separate my oldest child and your youngest. But last weekend,… Continue reading Of Fake Men and Fairly Wonderful Godmothers