Accepting My Identity Outside of “Mother”

Moms, Dads, athletes, professionals, and students are all common ways that people identify themselves. For a period of time during my younger years I identified myself as a Type A Perfectionist. I was born with a plan and goals and nothing was going to stop me from completing my plans and achieving my goals. As time … Continue reading Accepting My Identity Outside of “Mother” →

Behind the Colonial Red Door

Pingback: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/nuance/ Sitting alone in the dark, at the old, round, wooden kitchen table they received as a hand-me-down from her parents, she couldn't help but remember. It was as if she were watching a film reel play back the most precious moments of her life. Images of holiday gatherings, Sunday family dinners, kids doing … Continue reading Behind the Colonial Red Door →

Dear John

via Daily Prompt: Nervous Sitting at her desk, under the dimly lit lamp, night after night, she eyed her typewriter as if it were one of her mpst feared archenemies. She knows exactly what she must do, but it's as if her fingers won't allow her to type the words. Try as she might all she … Continue reading Dear John →

Finding Freedom in Forgiveness

A college graduate, a graduate student, married, and a new mother by 24 one could easily say I had a full plate. Madly in love with both my son and my husband, and fortunate enough to be a stay-at-home-mom, I was in love with my life, or what I perceived to be my life. My husband … Continue reading Finding Freedom in Forgiveness →