Step-Parent

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When I was giving birth, the last thing I could ever have envisaged was sharing my children with another woman. Not in the cards. Not going to happen. Until, of course, it did. I hated not being a full-time mother to my children. I resented the full-time, never-divorced mothers who would say to me “Well it must be great to get a regular break from your kids like that.” Although words like that always felt like a slap in the face, I remained politely mute, but I wanted to cry my eyes out. Continue reading “Step-Parent”

Things Mom Lost Along the Way

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When I was a little girl, my pretty young mother used to go to parent-teacher meetings at my elementary school. To the best of my knowledge, Dad never accompanied her. Those were different times and children were primarily the mother’s responsibility. I know those meetings intimidated her: she had to quit school in her mid-teens so she could leave home and start making her way in the world and – although she later acquired her high school diploma by correspondence courses – her lack of a formal education always embarrassed her. I am sure she would have been grateful for my Dad’s company, but men didn’t ‘do’ those sorts of things back in the 60s and 70s. Continue reading “Things Mom Lost Along the Way”

Little Girl

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She is four years old and utterly, heartbreakingly lovely. With beautiful, shoulder-length, curly, auburn hair and a sweet, round little head that closely mirrors that of her Mom and her Grandma, she always makes me want to gather her up and hold her forever. It has been so very long since I held my own little ones and sometimes, my arms – and my heart – ache with the recollection of my own babies’ sleepy, heavy warmth. Continue reading “Little Girl”

“Mom! You Look Just Like a…”

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I write an awful lot about the years when I first got divorced. Not because those years haunt me; not because the painful bits are seared into my memory Continue reading ““Mom! You Look Just Like a…””

Be the Change…

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“Be The Change You Want to See in the World.”

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I love stories about people being kind to one another, especially when Continue reading “Be the Change…”

Eight Months Pregnant and Out of Gas

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It promised to be a hot summer that year. Late June and already stifling hot, I was eight-and-a-half months pregnant for my firstborn; Continue reading “Eight Months Pregnant and Out of Gas”

Some People Are Just Not Good in a Crisis

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When I was growing up, there was not a lot of money for extravagant holidays. Most of our vacations were spent Continue reading “Some People Are Just Not Good in a Crisis”

My Daughter Isn’t Ready to be a Grown-Up

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My daughter isn’t in any hurry to have a ‘real’ job. She’s not in a hurry to join the workforce; to make a name for herself; to carve out a niche in the world. To be a grownup. Continue reading “My Daughter Isn’t Ready to be a Grown-Up”

Defining Unconditional Love – Three Little Pigs Style

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I was a child in the sixties: a tumultuous time to say the least. My parents were very much a product of the fifties: that June Cleaver, Leave it to Beaver time when Mommies wore pretty dresses and did their hair and make-up every single day and Daddies went to work before the children were up and came back home just in time to kiss their offspring’s fresh, clean little faces before Mommy whisked them off to bed so she could serve Daddy his supper in peace. Continue reading “Defining Unconditional Love – Three Little Pigs Style”

Mom, Can I Come In?

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Falling in love when your kids are teenagers can be… awkward. Continue reading “Mom, Can I Come In?”