Cynthia Harrison

Novelist

Category: Family

  • Make Love Happen: Post-Romantic Stress Disorder

    My writing critique partners looked skeptical when I talked about falling in love as being a kind of hijacking of common sense by our own bodies and the hormones they produce. I wouldn’t have believed it either if I hadn’t read Post-Romantic Stress Disorder and other books and articles with information, fact-based, provable stuff. fMRI brain…

  • Nature’s Way

    Yesterday, Al and I had a quiet adventure. We went into the world and explored our surroundings. We have been caught up in too much work, too little time together, and a couple of other things pulling at the fabric of who we are together. Just because we’ve been married for 29 years doesn’t mean…

  • Father Figures

    Luck landed me an awesome dad. He was a typical blue collar union father of the 1950s. One car in the family and he drove it to work, often stopping at the bar on the way home, maddening my mom. (They had an interesting dynamic.) Dad always had a new car: Cadillac, Thunderbird, Fastback Mustang.…

  • Being Mom

    Here I am in 2009 with my two boys, who no matter what they think about it, will always be, in my heart, my “boys.” Yes, they are men now, best men at each other’s weddings, in fact. This was Mike’s wedding to Jessica in California. He’s in the blue tie. Tim’s my baby. (I…

  • Parents: The Other Side

    Am I a hypocrite? I talk about missing my sons, and how far away they are and how it breaks my heart, but in all that I never really talk about how I am with my own parents. It’s complicated. But I often think of them now, and how I don’t see them much, or keep…