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Single Mother
The day I become a single mother felt as if I had a significant weight lifted off my shoulders. I divorced my husband. Being married to my kid's father was like being married to a grown child. He couldn't do anything for himself. As he was growing up, his family did everything for him. Washed his clothes, cooked for him, picked up after him. They did everything. It was almost like he was a spoiled child. He got everything he wanted.
By Laura mclean6 years ago in Families
Not Ashamed of Shameless
I refused to watch Shameless. For years. The first time a friend suggested I watch it, I was put off. She told me about it and it just sounded too much like things I’d seen in real life. It wasn’t entertainment, it was sad. It was wrong to think that I’d want to watch the show just because I was like them in some way. The line was drawn, I wasn’t going there.
By Karen Diane6 years ago in Families
Buying Extra Time
Caw. Caw. Caw. Oh, Gerald, I thought to myself. Gerald was a crow who had decided to take up residence outside my bedroom window for the last ten years of my life. He also just so happened to be an early riser. I glanced over at my alarm clock, only to see that it was only three-thirty in the morning. Groaning, I sat up and walked over to the window putting most of my body weight under it to get the old thing moving. As the window slid up the track it made a terrible whining noise and I cringed, listening for movement elsewhere in the house. Once I knew I hadn’t disturbed anyone’s slumber, I returned my attention to Gerald.
By C. L. Henderson6 years ago in Families
Permission to Feel: Thriving with Sensory Processing Sensitivity
On October 20, 2020, I received an email that would change the trajectory of my life. I wasted no time preparing my application responses for the Mama Master Plan Program. Here’s an excerpt from my application questions:
By Sydney Stoudmire6 years ago in Families
On Fully Confronting Love & the Death of my Parents in 2021
Two days after my mom died in 2015, I texted a friend that I still believed in love. That friend surely thought I was delirious - freshly sunk in the deep depths of a mind-numbing ocean of grief, pining too quickly after the sun-kissed surface of the water that I would not even begin to see again for another five years. There is no rushing love and healing in the face of continuous death.
By Anea Moore6 years ago in Families
Taking out the Trash
This year we have heard the word essential more than any other time in my life. Essential goods and services, essential employees, essentials to buy, essential vitamins and so many people going without the bare essentials to lead a healthy and productive life.
By Karen Diane6 years ago in Families
You were here already
Waking up to a knock on the door, Travis slowly put his feet into his slippers and made his way downstairs. When he opened the door there was no one there. He looked around and saw no one then looked down and saw a little black book. It was a shiny black almost glowing and in a strange never before seen color had the title “ you were here already”.
By Nolan Buenger6 years ago in Families
