Martha Manning, Ph.D.inAge of EmpathyLet’s Talk About What “Saving the Life of the Mother” Really MeansDo women’s lives matter?Sep 257Sep 257
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inThe Narrative ArcWhen William and I Wished the Migrating Birds FarewellWe practiced for the changing seasons of his young lifeSep 1544Sep 1544
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inThe HavenAnnouncing Our New Feline OfferingsThe Kansas City Steak Company Delivers New Adventures in DiningSep 134Sep 134
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inAge of EmpathyIt’s Not Enough to Say the Sky is BlueMy mother taught me to capture my sensesSep 951Sep 951
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inInvisible IllnessWhen It Comes to Mental Illness, I Am a HypocriteWhat will you think when I tell you how crazy I’ve been?Sep 233Sep 233
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inAge of EmpathyMy Great Grandmother Was the Creepiest Person I’ve Ever KnownHer “warnings” scared me, but taught me about my rootsAug 2179Aug 2179
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inModern WomenCall Me a Post Menopausal Woman and I’ll Punch Your Lights OutI refuse to be defined by my fertilityAug 1810Aug 1810
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inThe Narrative ArcThe Last Thing I Want in My Life is LongevityComing to terms with myself and my futureAug 15107Aug 15107
Martha Manning, Ph.D.inThe Wind PhoneMy Mother and Granddaughter Were Two Ships Passing in the NightA first birthday party almost missed a most cherished guestAug 924Aug 924