When I was eighteen years old, I married my high school boyfriend. …

We Aren’t Born Not Believing In Ourselves

If there is one thing I know, it’s that babies don’t have to be convinced that they can walk. They get up and fall down over and over, never losing sight of their ultimate goal: to make it from one end of the…

The surprising superpower of parenthood

Today was Sunday — my last chance before the work week begins to get everything done. Weekends for a parent look a bit different than for those who are child free. Sure, people without kids still have to run to the post office, buy groceries…

Rewriting History and Making Your Ex Disappear

I was scrolling through my Instagram feed the other day and happened upon a post by an old acquaintance, a former co-worker and business owner whose shop I frequented for a couple of years.

We never considered ourselves friends but we did share…

There is always someone doing more

I’d like to get to a point where we share custody and there are no payments.

These words came out of my ex’s mouth at a recent sit-down regarding the custody and child support of my youngest daughter. Since our divorce a year and…

The realities of single parenthood

There is an elementary school at the end of my street. Most days, in that sliver of time after work but before dinner, I accompany my seven-year-old to the school playground where she rides her scooter in a paved loop around and around a grassy…

Let’s face it, if you’ve had more than one job in your lifetime, you’ve likely quit a job. Or if you’re middle-aged like me, you’ve likely quit a dozen or more. And before quitting said job, you likely thought about quitting for a while. Maybe you daydreamed about it while…

And I’ve never felt better about myself

When my realtor asked me what was important to me in a home, I answered that I wanted a front porch big enough for a swing and I didn’t want to park on the street. I didn’t even have to think twice about…