By Nicki Salcedo, contributor Being a woman is awesome. It’s why society tries to control us. We are great. We are strong and silent. We are loud and evocative. We mother. We work. We create. ...
By Nicki Salcedo, contributor On the Sunday morning of Mother’s Day, I exited the house quietly before anyone woke up. My family knows me very well. I’m an early riser. They sleep in. I get ...
By Nicki Salcedo, contributor “I went by the Druid stone that broods in the garden white and lone.” – Thomas Hardy “Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.” Martin Luther King, Jr. I saw ...
By Nicki Salcedo, contributor I walked past a 4-year-old boy in the hallway of the preschool. He wore a bowtie and a seersucker suit. Normally, I’d say don’t wear a seersucker suit unless you’re playing ...
By Nicki Salcedo, contributor I climbed into the bathtub and as I sank into the water, I noticed a large bruise on my thigh. It was bigger than my hand. The outer edge was blue, ...
By Nicki Salcedo, contributor My mom was 10 years old when her mother died. It seems to me that my mom’s life began the day, at age 10, because she doesn’t tell any stories from ...
By Nicki Salcedo, Contributor My first mistake was going to the prom, but I didn’t know this until years later. During my first two years of college, I read literature. Only literature. I promise you ...
By Nicki Salcedo, contributor My parents, who never ever swore, raised a daughter who just this morning whispered a very loud, “$hit!” In front of my kids no less. My offspring turned and looked at ...
By Nicki Salcedo, Contributor When I got my first car, my dad made sure I knew how change a flat tire by myself. He taught me how to check and change the oil. The only time ...