Eighth Grade

I remember 13. I was so awkward and a lot of what I went through at that time stayed with me my whole life: social anxiety, popular brothers, few friends and sooo much tension between my mother and me. I clearly wasn’t my mom’s favorite child and it...

Menopause and the Medical Community

Menopause was a drive by for me at age 47. I was just cluing into the fact that it might be happening when it was over. One minute, regular as rain, the next, finished. I suppose this is good news, as I avoided many of the issues my peers (typically older than 47) are...

The Roof

Well the roof is leaking again. I know it sounds like a common gripe, but this roof thing is an exceptionally painful part of my life. During my divorce, it started with a simple leak around a drain that I hired my brother, the roofer, to fix. Just as soon as the...

Regret and Time Off

It seems that the universe knows when I’m trying to plan some time with my kids and conspires against me. We’re mid-way into spring break now and I’ve had to work my way through the first half of it. This means the kids are warehoused in other areas...

A Dad that Phones it In

My ex husband was never really meant to be a dad and I struggle with that every day. He hightailed it out of town the minute our divorce was final and ran off to Florida for six months with his mistress. Aside from Christmas, he didn’t see the kids the whole...