It never comes. A guest, children, laundry, these swallow up my best hours until I, exhausted, have to rest...
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June 30, 2002
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It never comes. A guest, children, laundry, these swallow up my best hours until I, exhausted, have to rest...
“I miss my mother.” This problem crops up everywhere. For most global working women and mothers, we are overwhelmed...
We global workers we like to talk about all the “good stuff” that goes on overseas. And, our home...
It’s good to take stock now and then of your friendships. Who comes to mind when you think of...