The Rockwood Files

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Every summer, my mother packed my bag and dropped me off on my grandparents’ farm with a week’s worth of travel-size cereal boxes and a can […]

My warning bark pierced the morning stillness. From my defensive position by the front window, I could see and hear the beast approaching. My furry legs are short, but my ears are mighty. I’m built […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Maybe it’s hormonal. Just another cruelty in a long list of hormonal pranks the female body plays on innocent middle-aged women like me. But part of […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 The buds are blooming, the grass is greening, and my nose is sneezing, so it must be spring. And since nature is sprucing itself up so […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Some of the harshest words ever said to me never made a sound. Because they happened silently inside my head. In the melodic, wise words of […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 Once upon a time, in what feels like a long, long time ago, people had questions. But they didn’t have Google. So, what did we do? […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 When a person is harmless, people say things like “Oh, she wouldn’t hurt a fly!” Around here, no one says that about me. They’ve seen me […]

By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist and mama of 3 At our house, we’re sensitive to things that go bump in the night (or the day). Because our 16-year-old daughter has epilepsy and has fallen in […]