She cuddles beside her fiance in the chilly theater, watching the movie … but not. She’d rather watch the image replay over and over in her mind of the man beside her, only hours ago, kneeling at her feet. She’s giddy and distracted by the new piece of glitter on her left hand. Even in… Read More What did you do with the ring?
Flashback to October 24, 2012… I’m missing you guys. But I’m still here, and I’m still listening. I’ve just been a little — uh — otherwise occupied. You see, I’m somewhat in heaven. But still grounded. It feels good. I have a companion. I’m experiencing some sunshine in my soul. It’s been so, so, so… Read More Grounded in paradise
I am potty-training my youngest, Liam. Fun times. I think it’s a blessing and a curse that they make diapers so comfy nowadays. I swear it takes ten times longer to get our kids to wear ‘big boy/big girl pants’ because they figure, “What’s the point?” Anyway … So recently, Liam has been telling my… Read More Mama goes to China
Flashback to August 24, 2012… I’m starting my new life. I’ve been liberated. But now that the chains of abuse, neglect, and mistreatment are gone, at times I’m not quite sure what to do with myself. I’m unsure how to feel, how to love again. Am I doing it right? Maybe I don’t want to… Read More Back in the mix
Anyone out there have little kids and pets? Or little kids that want to help take care of pets? Does it ever end up being more work–or more of a mess–than it’s worth??? Bless their little hearts. They try, but sometimes they just don’t have the motor control required. Or rascally-ness gets the best of… Read More Fishy food
Flashback to July 25, 2012 … I took off my ring today after more than ten years. All day, I kept brushing the inside of my fourth finger with my thumb and panicking that I had left my band somewhere … dropped it … lost it. It’s a strange sensation. A void. I thought I… Read More Bare
It’s Monday! Time for “Might Be a Mama!” You might be a mama if … You worry about your filthy kitchen floor–not because you’re embarrassed about the mess, but because you’re worried someone might eat the mess. Unless otherwise indicated, pieces in this series are my original work. Please share! But if you do, be… Read More Dirty floor picnic
See that handsome guy? That’s my man. Christian. I love him. Today is his birthday. And as much as I’d like to spend time writing a glowing tribute to him … I’m gonna go hang out with him instead. Can you blame me? See you tomorrow! (Thanks for lending us the Harley, Mom & Dad!… Read More My man
Flashback to July 24, 2012 … My divorce decree arrived. Signed, stamped, and sealed. It’s finally over. But at the same time, it’s really just a new beginning. I can breathe again. In fact, I may or may not have run squealing and singing through the house waving my papers in the air like a… Read More News!
M: Camden, you are welcome to come out of your room as soon as it’s clean. You have a couple hours until your friend gets here. If you want to be able to play in your bedroom, then you need to clean it up before he comes. C: It’s too big of a mess. Can’t… Read More Stubborn-ness begets creativity
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