Tiffany Doerr Guerzon

Right outside the entrance, an older woman’s paper bag breaks.

I sat on a bench, leg stretched out to accommodate my throbbing, swollen knee. Our plan was to hike, climb and adventure our way through Maui during our first vacation since lockdown, yet I managed to hurt my knee on day one. Watching from a

How motherhood narrows and expands through the lens of a vessel—nurturing children, overcoming challenges, and embracing change as they grow.

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Finding joy even in the absence of extended family Editors note: Yes, we first published this article way back in 2010. The Holiday Carousel at Westlake Center no longer spins memories for kids and families and writer Tiffany Doerr Guerzon’s kids are…

As a supplement to our main issue of The Closed Eye Open, we have an ongoing feature called Maya’s Micros. As the name suggests, it will be curated by contributing editor Maya Highland and will exclusively feature short form writing. Since it can be…

16 likes, 2 comments - motherwellmag on October 23, 2023: Helicopter! Helicopter! My preschooler shouts, as she throws a handful of seeds into the air with chubby hands. We watch as they drift to earth against the azure sky, twirling down only to be…

209 likes, 6 comments - herviewfromhome on May 13, 2021: Everyone warned me that I would cry. I was even told to bring an entire box of tissues to the ceremony. But as I watched my firstborn walk across the stage and receive her high school diploma,…

OPENING LETTERS > FROM THE EDITORS Winter always finds a way to surprise me. Depending on the geographical region where you're reading this, there may be general expectations for the season, and sometimes those ring true when linking the days…

FacebookPinTweetEmailPrint Like most Americans, I feel like I am constantly fighting the clutter in my home. From stacks of papers and magazines to the kids’ outgrown clothes and toys, there is a never-ending pile. Finding the time to go through the…

Most of the world views New Year’s Day as the time to start with a clean slate, make new resolutions and vow to do everything better this time around. But for parents with school-age kids, the start of a new school year is like it in many ways —…

It’s one of the calls no parent ever wants to get. I was sitting in a coffee shop at the mall. My older daughter and our two foreign exchange students were enjoying a shopping outing while my younger daughter was at gymnastics practice. I was writing…

Editor’s Note: Editor’s note: Tiffany Doerr Guerzon is the mother of three children. She writes about her parenting journey from her home near Seattle, Washington. CNN — When my daughter strolled into our bedroom one morning when she was 10 months…

All of us have our own vision of the ideal holiday. But this time of year can be difficult for those living far away from extended family. And this year, with the pandemic, even families who live close to each other may choose to celebrate…

"I don’t think I realized how stressful the constant 'going' was on all of us" “Mama, I don’t want quarantine to end.” It was 9 a.m. on a weekday. I was sitting in bed reading when my middle child came in and joined me. Her declaration startled me so…

April 2, 2019 By Tiffany Doerr Guerzon My daughter and I have turned a corner in our relationship. Mia has come to the point in her life where her friends and social circle outrank her family — including me. The clues that she is growing up, and…

My oldest child is in college. When I run into parent acquaintances from her high school days, the conversation quickly turns to what our respective graduates are doing with their lives. When I tell them that my daughter is a theater major with a…

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sat in the dark theater next to my teen daughters. We had just watched a screening of a documentary called Embrace. This movie explores how women all over the world view their own bodies, and how we can change the…

March 7, 2017 By Tiffany Doerr Guerzon I sat on the hard bleacher at the gymnastics meet, inhaling the smell of sweat and chalk. Clasping my hands together, I tried to keep from biting my nails. My daughter, Lucy, was suffering from a bad cold that…

When I was a teenager, a driver’s license equaled freedom. The same was true for my husband; he still recalls how excited he was to get the keys to the car. So when our oldest came of age and admitted she didn’t want to learn to drive, we were…