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Category Archives: the hard stuff
It was ten years ago this week that my husband asked me to marry him. It wasn’t an elaborate proposal. I helped choose out the ring. Although it was a surprise. He had gone and picked it up without my … Continue reading
It started 14 years ago. It was on a February morning that my mom cornered me in a bathroom, and I admitted to her that I was pregnant with my son. It was like I ripped both of our hearts … Continue reading
A few weeks ago, my daughter came up to me and handed me a note. The note said she wanted to talk to me about something important. She wanted to have sex with her boyfriend and wanted my help to … Continue reading
I, like most people around, have been rushing around like crazy getting ready for the holidays, neglecting a variety of things (including my blog). I find it funny that often when I get busy and I am rushing around, life … Continue reading
I was sixteen when I lost my maternal grandparents, by brother was only five. I was very close to them. I would have done anything for them. I miss them in my life, and wish that I could have known … Continue reading
This week has been ridiculously busy, with the boy breaking his arm, and counselling and doctors appointments for the girl, and craziness at work! My mind has been going a hundred miles an hour, in multiple directions. Trying to keep … Continue reading