Recent Posts by Risa Green
The news from Cleveland last week was sickening on so many levels. My heart breaks for those three women, not only for what they endured these last ten years, but for what they lost, as well. Your late teens through your late twenties are some of the best years of your life. To be robbed of those years for doing nothing more than getting in the wrong car is so devastatingly sad.
But what happened to those poor women is another reminder of just how vulnerable we are, and how easily anyone’s life can change in just an instant. And I would imagine that they wouldn’t want what happened to...
My daughter is turning eleven next week. Let me just say that again, because I’m not really sure that I wrote that right. My daughter is turning ELEVEN next week. Yup. It’s right. Let’s put aside the fact that I can’t believe I’m old enough to have an eleven year-old, and let’s focus on what this means. Namely, that my daughter is turning ELEVEN.
Let me tell you about some of the things that I did when I was eleven. When I was eleven, I French kissed a boy. It happened in a closet during a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven, and we kind of just stuck our tongues out until they touched....
There are some boys who come out of the womb wearing a sports jersey and holding a beer mug. These boys love sports - watching them, playing them, talking about them, thinking about them.
By the time they’re five or six, they wake up at the crack of dawn on game day, get themselves dressed in their uniforms, and stand by the foot of their parents’ bed asking if it’s time to go to the field yet. Beginning in kindergarten, these boys know every player on every major league team of every sport, they watch Sports Center religiously, and they’d rather play catch than do just about anything...