Yes, this is a bit preemptive, given it’s, well, Monday, but I’ve had a pretty decent week so far. Considering the anniversary that’s happening in a couple days, I figure I should take what I can get. Granted, it didn’t start out fabulously, what with the one-and-a-half hour commute to the day job, slipping and... Continue Reading →
It’s March. The worst month of the year. Which isn’t a fair assessment, generally speaking. March means spring, warm weather is coming. My dad’s birthday is in March; so is my husband’s and several other friends. St. Patrick’s Day. March Madness. Daylight Savings Time. And my son died on March 15th, last year. It’s weird.... Continue Reading →
Yeah, that’s me. Let me paint a picture… Once upon a time, I had two kids. Despite the lack of a manual and the never-ending advice from everywhere—little that was repeated, and never knowing what was right—I thought I was doing okay. My kids were healthy, getting good grades, had friends, people generally seemed to like... Continue Reading →
It took me a few moments to realize why I was crying on the second day of school. Who cries on the second day of middle school? Hell, most parents don’t cry on the first. Kindergarten, yes. But middle school? Unfortunately, this situation is anything but normal. You see, on March 15, 2016, the last... Continue Reading →