July. Seven days into the month. I was a slow, relaxing first seven days filled with sun, water, and family. Not enough sleep and nursing some cold beer with good food. Fireworks with sticky shorts from messy little hand navigating a spoon and rapidly melting ice cream. Kids running around outside barefoot with their cousins… Continue reading INT…
Tag: post-divorce life
Words. I have been looking for them lately. In my dashboard sits a pile of drafts. Yet, I haven't been able to finish them. Summer has come and gone. Winter is making its presence known. And, like the passing of time in seasons, things here are also going through the motions of change. After much… Continue reading
Sunday
I will not negotiate with terrorists. A phrase I repeat over and over weeks like this. When I said my wedding vows, I never knew it would end up like this. Negotiating demands. Making chess moves. These are the weeks my Ex is a bully. Mostly through text and email. I think the days where… Continue reading Sunday
Love, Mom 