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Columns

Retired Columns

From “Life in the Sandwich” to “Special Needs Mama” to “Zen and the Art of Child Maintenance”—they’re all here for you to explore.

The Silence of Waiting

This waiting has offered me much time to think, to mull over the worst that can happen.

Columns, The Sound of a Calling | January 2018 | By Julianne Palumbo


The Return of Gandalf the Wizard

Later, Robert and I find Lydia and Noah among a buoyant pack of band members. Noah is energetic and radiant. He’s standing straighter, carrying himself with new confidence. As dramatically…

Columns, Transformation | December 2017 | By Katrin Grace


Annabelle

I, the mother to be, must spin a web around this foster child whom we will soon take in and prepare to adopt. I must create fibers strong enough to…

Columns, The Sound of a Calling | December 2017 | By Julianne Palumbo


Finding My Voice

Tonight, I’m less worried about whether my husband and I will be up to the task of raising a child who has suffered the trauma of losing her parents. No,…

Columns, The Sound of a Calling | November 2017 | By Julianne Palumbo


Car Talk

We still have lots to work out about his being transgender and what I will, or will not, allow. But we chat now, too. Noah talks about his upcoming band…

Columns, Transformation | October 2017 | By Katrin Grace


The Whisper Before the Calling

I’m uncomfortable in this chair, in this place, under these too-bright lights—all I can think is that perhaps we shouldn’t have come.

Columns, The Sound of a Calling | October 2017 | By Julianne Palumbo


Joy

You breathe it in, but you want to hold your breath. There’s always an edge to joy. It doesn’t last. He trips over the garden hose. The seatbelt digs into…

Heartsong | June 2017 | By Kate Ristau


The Sink

I sat down on the side of his bed. He was pale, no – white. The color completely drained from his face. Eyes shut; tube taped over his mouth. I…

Heartsong | May 2017 | By Kate Ristau


What Love Is

The day before Rowan’s open-heart surgery, when they drew his blood, I held him on my lap. I talked him through the pain. I focused on the process, on what…

Heartsong | April 2017 | By Kate Ristau


Of Homeschool and Surrender

Still, I wasn’t sure if I could successfully teach and accommodate James on my own and maintain my sanity. But I had to try. In the end, it was liberating…

Beyond Broken, Columns | March 2017 | By Darcie Whelan Kortan


Be Mine

We can’t fix Rowan’s heart—that’s the surgeon’s job. It took me a long time to accept that. I wish I could be in control, or that I could make it…

Heartsong | February 2017 | By Kate Ristau


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