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why I hate being a stay-at-home mom
I hate being a stay-at-home mom. There. I said it. Call me all the names you want. It will still be true. I hate having my daily life revolve completely around the care and upkeep of everyone else....
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mother as a verb
mother: (v.) to care for or protect like a mother; act maternally toward. I have not been able to find a job in five months. This is radically unusual for me. I would be even more confused and...
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the fractured family
The last time I wrote, my life was floating in an odd kind of limbo, awaiting resolution of a judge’s decision on whether James’ three young children would be sent back to their mother in Georgia — the...
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recipe for happier holidays: blend well
During the holiday season, I am typically addicted to the sappy, predictable, sugary holiday fare that runs 24/7 on the Hallmark Channel that time of year. From Thanksgiving to Christmas, I watch one...
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the virtual family
Last night, my step-daughter Chelsea, who is living out of state at the moment with James’ ex-wife, stopped by for dinner. Actually, she arrived before dinner, in time to help Bryn with her homework,...
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always the gentleman
Eleven days ago I got a phone call I’d been anticipating and dreading. It was my stepmom Meri calling to stay that I needed to come to Seattle because my 85-year-old dad, Dex, was very ill and...
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the blessing of oblivion
My stepbrother hates me. Or, maybe that’s not entirely accurate, since he’s not really my step-brother and I’m not sure “hates” is the optimum word. You see, he is the natural son of my former...
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judgey, judgey me
I have noticed myself being very judgmental lately. Not in general, but in particular. And the person in particular who has been the subject of my judgment is my ex-husband’s new wife. I know, I...
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