Yeah, right. Even the willow, when bent to far, will eventually break. Lucky me, another week of being a failure. It’s like free-falling: I find myself at the mercy of others, whether that be other people or the world in general. Just for a little while, can’t I go back to the way things were… Continue reading Be the willow that bends…
Tag: parenting
I think I’ll throw myself a pity party
You know, I try. I work full time. I’m a mother, wife, sister, aunt, and daughter. I consider myself a damn good employee. Familiar roles consist of chauffeur, chef, and cheerleader. Occasionally, I get asked to be a confidante as well. I try. I really do. Then why do I feel like such a failure?… Continue reading I think I’ll throw myself a pity party
Peeking between my fingers
Sometimes I feel like I’ve done my children a great disservice. At least when it comes to their education. I graduated 10th in my class, I went to college–it took me a long time, but I finally completed my degree. I know it’s too much to ask that my kids are as passionate about wanting… Continue reading Peeking between my fingers
Changes, changes, changes
Sometimes being a parent is like being a renter: it doesn’t matter how good a tenant you are, you KNOW you’re not getting your deposit back. Kids are just so frustrating sometimes. They try my patience and ask–no, DEMAND–goods and services. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy being a parent, but having three very high… Continue reading Changes, changes, changes
How does that happen?
How do we go from happily watching American Horror Story together to one child essentially running away from home? Granted, she’s safe, but that’s not really the point, is it? Why is he so hypercritical of them? They’re kids! We’ve taught them to question authority; not necessarily challenge authority, but to question it. Like it… Continue reading How does that happen?