I thought that it would be different. I thought I would know more. I thought I would have more: more time, more confidence, more energy. I never thought at my age that I would look at a word like “more” and feel uncertain because although I’ve seen, written and read it thousands of times, it… Continue reading When You Thought it Would Be Different: Reconciling the Adulthood You Live With the One You Dreamed
I was there, next to you in court, every time, waiting in the sea of what was becoming the all too familiar, cold, hard, oak benches. I was there with you, crying my own tears every time we got bad news. I stood in the endless lines, removing my own belt, emptying my own pockets,… Continue reading To the Dad Who Won, then Lost It
You ask why your sister got to watch television while doing her homework, because I can count on you to recognize any disparity, but can I? It’s not because your sister gets all A’s or does the majority of her homework without complaints while you struggled with grades and all but refused to do your… Continue reading Because I Said So
Raising kids is hard work. Personally, I find it hard enough to be in charge of my own well being for 24 hours a day, forever, with no breaks, but to multiply that is just barbaric. And at least when you mess up your own life, you do not have as many people telling you… Continue reading Setting the Stage: Helping Your Children Find Values Before they Learn them the Hard Way
There has never been a time of abundance quite like today in America, but people are still over consumed with the desire for more. I would credit this phenomenon to our wonderful social media brainwashing applications, accompanied by a massive avalanche of advertisements specifically catered to our individual preferences. Even those of us alert enough… Continue reading Smarter Schools – Dumber Kids?
Today I sent my child to school with every single answer on her homework incorrect. Every maternal cell in my body was screaming and longing to fix it, and I tried. Short of taking the pencil, actually the pen because my daughter found out that some pens come with erasers and has decided that they… Continue reading Why Failure is an Option
Every time I thought about writing this blog, I struggled with what my number one tip for step-parents would be. Well, today that became painfully obvious as I got jabbed across the face with it. So when my step-daughter, the one I raised for the most part by myself for the past 10 years, got… Continue reading Tips For Step-Mothers
