When I first discovered that my first child would be a boy, I was dismayed to find that I was a little dismayed to be expecting a son. After all, prior to that discovery, I’d been telling others and truly believing that I had no preference one way or the other. In fact, had I … More Boy or girl?
It’s perhaps inevitable, now that I’m a mother, that when I come across stories such as this recent one about the light sentence meted out to the Stanford swimmer who raped an unconscious girl, my thoughts turn to his parents. To hers too, of course, their anguish and what must be horrible pain, but the … More Empathy