Every year on their birthdays I write the girls a love letter of sorts. This year, I'm behind, but with a little grace for belated salutations, I'm still here keeping up the tradition. Bean turned two a little over a month again. My baby is no longer an actual baby. Dear Bean, My last baby.… Continue reading Twice thrice
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A Manifestation of Residual Atelophobia
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
Better Things
We made it. The first year of another little human in our life. Blended. Honestly, in terms of Match and I, this year was interesting. The addition of Bean weighed a lot on us as a couple. The chaos of the first year and adjusting to the change is fresh. The first twelve months of… Continue reading Better Things
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