Born in 1954 I grew up knowing the pain of Vietnam, the laxity of the seventies and the fun of being a baby boomer. Each experience of my life from the death of my father at 13 to the diagnosis of Ovarian cancer 40 years later has shaped and impacted my life.
+ more bio informationMy tribute to the children we will never knowThe silence overwhelms me, for it's where your laugh should be...and where there should be smiles, pain is all I see.The tiny hands reach out but nothing ever touches me...because I chose to terminate the possibilities.I think of what you might have been, of who, and now and then..... More..
Ahead of His TimeA hesitant step, a trembling handA body frail, she can't command.But heart so big, a soul so trueshe waits so patiently for you.The car pulls in and she appears...She has been visiting for years.The light of love is in her eyes...But he just stares, can't recognize...and tenderly as he sits there,she talks of... More..
WHAT I REALLY, REALLY, WANT"Come here, quick, quick, this is it.!" From Thanksgiving to January, those words rang through our house every Saturday... Each commercial seemed more exciting, each toy, doll or game was more amazing and fascinating and each was heralded by shrieks of excitement and the command to "come here quick"... More..
I am now 53 years old. Perhaps that is too old to think of myself as a child, but surprisingly enough, we are always going to be the children of our parents. I thought my parents hung the moon. They were my role models and my heroes. Even though I revered them, they made mistakes, like any other human beings. So here is what ... More..
Stories about childbirth... Where do you begin? There are as many different stories as there are children. How can this be? Because every single labor, every single experience is vastly different.Of course there are the common threads. Your water breaks, you dilate, you have to work to expel that little life from your body. B... More..
SorrowTwisted till it hurts to breathe.and still the pain comes on.struggle to my feet and then,knocked down by the waves againI wonder will it ever end?Still all that waits for me,is just to let my soul go outon sorrows raging sea. More..
Dancing With NedNed is the cancer survivors acronymn for "No Evidence of Disease"... or simply put, Remission.It's the word you long to hear, the hope you cling to, the dance you never want to end. It's the song of Life and Death to the person who is fighting cancer.Let me share a bit of my story on the road to my dance with ... More..
One thing I have learned in a lifetime of lessons is that the overall health of a family is directly keyed to the health of Mom. Being a Mommy requires the skills of a diplomat, economist, medical technician, janitor, nutritionist, femme fatale, and the patience of a Saint. I reorganized my life many times, each new baby is a... More..
Twas the Night BeforeTo say that the Blissful Rest Retirement Community was depressing, would be an understatement. It sat just a few feet off of the interstate highway, surrounded by a listing fence and a weedy, thin looking expanse of grass. Built of a peculiar color of cement blocks and with windows that were welded shut, ... More..
I have a confession to make... I never wrote much of anything till about 7 years ago. Then what I wrote was a cookbook. So for me to complain about no one wanting to publish a cookbook seems a little bit, well pathetic. Please don't misunderstand. If someone out there would like to give me large royalties and advances for pub... More..
Paula Hodges
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