I hesitate to write about this because of the fear.
Brilliantly Broken, Revisited
If I am broken, I am brilliantly broken. Continue reading
For Love
Bizarre Statements I Hear while Mothering
“Can I have an extra large steak since I am the father of my lice?” asks my son.
Leaving the Foundation
Some of the wives will flee for their lives. Continue reading
Bizarre Statements I Have to Make while Mothering
“Please don’t Velcro my hair to the seat. Thank you.”
Fleeing to the Mountains
“Clean out those boxes like you’re fleeing to the mountains,” I tell her.
