51 years ago to this day my mom and dad got married. 9 years later I was born and barely 5 years after that, my dad died of lung cancer. For a few years my mom raised me on her own, but then my stepdad came into the picture. It wasn’t easy on any of us. Read more →
Tag: motherhood
Life doesn’t come with a manual, it comes with a mother, and sometimes she could really use a manual
It’s been a while since my last blog post. I’ve written most of my posts this summer during Hypnagogia. Which means none of them made it onto this blog. It’s been an emotional summer, and therefore hard to concentrate. But here we go. Hold on, it’s gonna be a long ride, this one. Read more →