Learning to fly (tentative title)

I was 32 when my husband and I separated.  I had three small children, ages 5, 3, and 1. I’m not going to lie – “hard” doesn’t even come close to describing what it was like, and there were times when I thought the pain would kill me.  Once or twice, I found myself crumpled […]

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International Women’s Day is about my mom, too.

March 8th is International Women’s Day. Below is an excerpt from the book I am working on, a memoir of sorts that will, among other things, celebrate my mother’s incredible strength. She sat in her car, hands gripping the steering wheel.  She was so proud of herself for driving over here. She had been thinking […]

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There is no forgiveness, only acceptance.

We were in the car, on the way to Marco’s weekly golf lesson, and Marco was telling me about an incident that had happened at school.  It seems he and another boy had a dispute with two girls during recess.  The other boy and one of the girls got angry enough that the dispute got […]

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