Hearing my husband talk to our dog hurt me. "Mama is mean," he said and I am not sure if I was supposed to hear it or not -perhaps it doesn't even matter. We have been arguing a lot lately. The moment I started to speak up, was the moment when our relationship took a… Continue reading Am I the Mean Wife?
I have thought about my blog, have read a lot and have made up my mind. I will not follow certain blogging rules, will publish controversial posts the same way I will share everything else. I will be respectful and kind, will not abuse the right to judge, just because I am hidden behind a… Continue reading Complicated in all its Simplicity
I am always the clown, the one who is in a good mood and tries to lift others up. Today in the morning I tried to lift myself up –literally- and I couldn’t. I couldn’t lift my own weight up, had to hold on to the nightstand to get back on my feet. Searching under… Continue reading Big Girls Do Cry