I know. If you hear one more damn thing about politics in your Facebook feed your head is going to explode. I hear you. And I get it. But this is important. So give me just a sec and I promise, if you're a parent, you'll be glad you stopped scrolling....more
What ‘Babysitting’ Adults Taught Me about Raising KidsThe sound of handcuffs ratcheting closed is one I am familiar with, yet I have never been on the wrong side of the law. A probation officer for a decade, I have come to terms with my time working with criminals and felons, the castoffs of society....more
Sometimes I tease my Mom about her home (sorry, Mom), because she maintains two guest bedrooms that are reserved for her grandchildren to stay with her whenever they want. I tease her because I know it takes a lot of work to keep up her home, but she does a lovely job with it. And, my son absolutely loves the idea that he has his own bedroom at his Nana's house....more
When my teenager snaps back at me, I know it wasn’t his intention to slap me with his words, so I forgive him.
When my husband is late time and time again or when he walks away without telling me where he’s going even though I've asked him to communicate for 11 years, I know it wasn’t his intention to say, “Fuck you” with his actions, so I forgive him.
My father hasn’t read my blog since I started my "365 Project" on January 1st of this year. This is my 103rd piece and still I haven’t received a "good job" or "fun read" or even "nice of you to make me look like an asshole in that piece." Instead, I got nothing. At first, I wondered had he read the piece which had gotten press, the one about him giving me a blood transfusion?
I have a girl's weekend at the beach twice a year. It is a relaxing, wonderful time. We work on photo albums, read, catch up on each other's lives and enjoy too much good food. I'm trying to get my Mother to go with me next time and I may have finally won her over. ...more
I had plenty of friends growing up.But I only had one mom.That distinction was made early on in my tenth year when I sat across from her at the kitchen table, trying to sip my tea in the same polite and ladylike fashion....more