Hi.
Welcome to my blog, a place where I document when life gets lifey.
Welcome to my blog, a place where I document when life gets lifey.
All in Divorce
Letting go of my dad was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.
Yesterday, I said it again: This is not how I pictured my life. It’s a phrase I have uttered far too many times over the past several years.
Dear Stizzle,
Last night you told me you didn’t want to live anymore. You have said it before, but this time I could feel the sheer desperation seeping out of your every pore and it scared me.
I write this as I sit in my ex-husband’s apartment. I brought the boys over to spend some time with him before we head to my brother’s house for our Thanksgiving meal.
