Watching my daughter, Serrah, practice the running man in the middle of the Kitchen, K-mart parking lot, and everywhere we went; had Maggie, her older sister, rolling her eyes constantly. I, on the other hand was trying, unsuccessfully to learn it with her. We were a constant threesome now, Serrah my roomie... Continue Reading →
New Normal
Divorce is hell, pure and simple. None of us coped well. I found myself a very broken individual and living with my parents at the age of 31. Maggie came to live with me. I had no fight in me, only the desire to be the best mom I could. My parents saved me, my... Continue Reading →
Yes, My Darling, Elvis Has Left The Building
"When I grow up, I'm going to marry Elvis," my seven-year old daughter, Maggie stared dreamy-eyed at the tv. Elvis in all his glory was singing "Love Me Tender." Oh, my. Who could blame her. My heart was melting with hers. How can I possibly break this to her? I started with the safest answer,... Continue Reading →
Alligator In The Dark
"Maxieee. Where are you?" There was a pause, and then a shushing sound." I listened carefully, trying to decipher where the "shh" had come from. It was only a matter of two more heartbeats, "I'm right here!" It wasn't fair, I suppose. No, it wasn't at all. Four-year-old Max could often be counted on to... Continue Reading →
Love My Messy Life 