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Forty-one. That was how old I was supposed to be when my youngest child left for college. It seemed perfect. I'd mentally marked it on my calendar and planned for this new phase of my life. There were things on my "to do"…Continue
As a parent of teens I've found it increasingly difficult to get everyone together in the same place at the same time. When the kids were younger I hungered for a single day when I didn't have the responsibility of putting together a meal, doing the laundry, cleaning the house, and hounding them to get their homework done. As those days have slipped away, I find myself longing for at least one of the kids to ask me for help.
With my own son currently 3 hours away, I find…Continue
My ex husband owns greasy engine parts, motorized implements of destruction (moped, go kart, random death-trap vehicles) and a Saint Bernard that never fails to remind me of Cujo. I do not have anything that awesome. I have a lawn mower, but it's only a couple of years old and has that nifty safety grip device that keeps you from chopping your arms and legs off. The only time living in my home is dangerous is when I use the…Continue