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 →
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 →