Confessions of a Mom Who Doesn’t Know What the Hell She’s Doing

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 →

Ode to a Best Friend

  It all started in college. If I recall correctly, we met, or at least spoke, for the first time at a basketball game, our sophomore year at Centenary College of Louisiana. From there, she became my go-to girl, my wingman, my shoulder to cry on, my compatriot to get drunk and laugh with. She has... Continue Reading →

When I Miss Him Most…

When I miss him most… When I can’t figure out something on my phone. Or my laptop. Or any computer or other electronic device. When I see a group of teenage boys walking down the street, especially when they are laughing and appear happy with life. When I see a good-looking blond man. Would he... Continue Reading →

Intro-Extrovert… I’m So Damn Confused

I just want a minute to myself… Okay, not really. For those of you who don’t know, my life inexplicably changed about six weeks ago, when my thirteen-year-old son died. Yeah, it sucked. It still does. Not that I’ve had time to wallow in that fact. Save for those precious moments in the bathroom and... Continue Reading →

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