Sasee Magazine

It is late, and I am tired. My infant son’s cries from the back seat had finally died down from howls to whimpers to peaceful sighs. Those late night car rides were just as relaxing for me as they were for Connor. Both of us were lulled by the thrum of the engine, the flicker [...]

Just days before my youngest son was born, I was out shopping and I spotted an absolute must-have for our family’s newest addition. It was a little blue onesie that read, “Mommy’s New Man.” I laughed so hard that I actually had a contraction or two. (They weren’t enough to actually do anything, but they [...]

Once upon a time, YA-YA’s Cheri and Marsha were on a wine crawl all through the state of Michigan. They lighted candles in every little chapel and church they discovered. The entire state of Michigan was glowing by the time the trip was over…and then you were born. Fairy tales do come true. The YA-YA [...]

I returned from a trip to Florida to visit one of my grown children. On the plane while gazing out the window, I thought about this son who took a day off from obligations to spend it with me touring his new abode and city. I reflected on his giving up his bedroom for my [...]

Several times a week, I take a walk with my son through the streets of Boston on his way to work. We start out at 9:00 am. This time of year he wears his down jacket and gloves. I fuss at him for not wearing a hat. I’m in my warm, blue robe. We stop [...]

I love my in-laws. I almost feel guilty. The truth is, whether you like it or not, when you marry your husband, you marry his family. Regardless of what you think of them, they are part of the package and part of him; and let’s face it, he’s known them a lot longer than he’s [...]

When I was just a boy my mother baked a special cake from a recipe that a neighbor passed on to her. The Hungarian Nut Cake, though simply named, was quite complicated to make. Instead of being flour-based like most cakes, the main ingredient was nuts. Bags of walnuts had to be shelled and then [...]

It was a phone call I will never forget. I know it’s your dad’s turn to have Christmas, but he has his new wife and stepdaughter, and I’m all alone. Couldn’t you just call him and say that you girls want to spend the holiday with me? The pain and neediness were unrecognizable to me. [...]

Dad calls my name from three rooms away; to me it sounds like a bellow. The dear man is hard of hearing – none of his three hearing aids work, he says – and doesn’t know the volume of his own voice. It’s a wonderful voice, one that soothed me, comforted me, reprimanded me, advised [...]

I woke up and looked out the window. It was cloudy; but so far, nothing was falling. Conversation from my bridal shower replayed in my head. “It’s bad luck if it rains on your wedding day,” a friend said. “Nonsense,” another guest argued. “A rainy wedding day is good luck.” Good luck or bad, I [...]