I write the girls a love letter for their birthdays every year. My first born turned ten at the of February. I've been belated with them, but I'm still here trying. I have piled up drafts to work on, but these seem the most important thing I have to write I am blessed in life… Continue reading Dear Year Ten.
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Outbox and laundry
When I blog about the intimate details of the struggles raising Miss M or Blue Eyes with Exes, it is a very one sided account laden-ed with that tricky thing called "perspective." Some people call it airing dirty laundry. Some people love the gossip. Some people are in similar situations and find it nice to… Continue reading Outbox and laundry
The Infinite
I am a little behind on the letters this year. In April, my second born, turned five. Each year, on their birthday, I write the girls a love letter of sorts. Here we go: Dear Dimples, Five. That was fast, baby girl. You have graced my life for five full years now. Your curly locks… Continue reading The Infinite
Love, Mom 