I have always had a tendency to blame myself. The words, ‘I’m so sorry’ slide so easily from between my teeth. My first assumption when something has gone awry is to trace through all of my actions and choices to find the root…
A few years ago my 10 year old son had to write his first biographical research report. I do not recall if he chose Robert Ballard or if Ballard was assigned to him, but I jumped into the exercise supplying enthusiasm for his shortfall of it. Ballard,…
As I wrap up the day at work, I recognize that I need to be a Mom again soon. The switch of roles exhausts me. Earlier today I thought that being divorced with alternating custody rights has one side benefit. It crafts a strong delineation between when you…
The boys left to go camping earlier this week, and this morning as I walked to work I felt so light – both without weight and without dark. I wouldn’t have been surprised to find that I glowed. The week was replete with…