I had the strength to rebuild my life when my marriage went to depths of shit. That experience has given me the ability to know myself. It has given me the ability to not care about a lot of things that aren't meant for me in this world. Most importantly, it has taught me that… Continue reading A Manifestation of Residual Atelophobia
Author: Lori
Sometimes you just need to put it into words. Average mom. Homemaker. Lover of good food. Book worm. Maker of many beautiful mistakes. Here is where I come to write about the ups and downs of my little life.
(And sometimes those words may be filled with grammatical errors and typos. Just as a forewarning. :) )
NYE
Last year, a pretty famous blogger I followed, Glennon Doyle, posted this poem Christmas at Midlife by Mary Anne Perrone. People find solace in all sorts of ways. I love finding words that echo things I've felt. It is amazing that for every different human who has lived a unique life carved out for their… Continue reading NYE
Quiet steps.
I am going to leave this here. It is eating at me and I'm getting short with the kids as this goes around and around like saying the rosary. Expect instead of praying for forgiveness, I'm torn between being thankful nothing happened and wishing my Ex would stub his fat toe. "Mom, you know what… Continue reading Quiet steps.
Love, Mom 