I thought about posting the most damning quotes from the emails received from Mark in the last few days. I thought I might even write about how Mark is telling Will that while every boy needs a mom, they don’t need a mom who poisons them with the hate they feel for that boy’s dad. I thought I’d even post entire copies of those emails. (Trust me. They far exceed the 1000 word limit that a lot of bloggers prefer.) I thought of posting his criticisms and defending myself. His writings further prove his disorder, so it certainly would be more fodder for this blog. Continue reading →
Posts Tagged: love
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Jun 10
I Am The Stream
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Jun 10
Happy Father’s Day to Me
I have learned how to throw a spiral. I ski even on the days when it’s too damn cold, and I’d rather be sitting by the fire reading a good book. I routinely embarrass myself on the golf course. I know the difference between an olie, a tic-tac, a fakie, a nosegrind and a kickflip. (Those are skateboarding terms, by the way.) I even remember to laugh at their burp competitions. I also let them spit sunflower seed shells at each other - until I can’t stand it any more. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
From the Sidelines to the Stands
I spent some time on the sidelines. I was too close to the game, and couldn’t see the action well. I moved to the stands. I can see the game better, and it’s a lot more comfy here, too. It’s best that I’m further from the action. They can’t hear me when I fail at keeping my mouth shut. I’m sitting on one of those cushions with the attached back. There’s no one sitting in front of me, so my feet are up. I’ve got popcorn and an icy cold beer. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
So That’s What A Dad Does
I just took this photo in our back yard. It reminds me of all the fun that was had around our house this week. Those drops of water are getting ready to slide down the tulip leaf. You can almost hear the drops saying, “WEEEE-EEE!” Just as I started this post, I took another look at that leaf and thought, “Geez, that looks just like the tongue that belongs to a kid who’s been sucking on a green popsicle.” And that, too, is appropriate for this week. While it wasn’t warm enough for popsicles, there was a whole lot of tongue wagging going on. They NEVER ran out of stuff to talk about. Continue reading →
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Jun 10
Pros and Cons
I sort of know plants, but I’m lousy at identifying trees. My neighbor has a ginormous (is it a Maple? Green Ash?) in his front yard that creates the loveliest umbrella over our driveway. On a hot summer day (please let us have a few this year) there isn’t a better place to stand than the driveway, with a dripping popsicle, under the dense lacey shade of that tree. And as we drive down our street, with a carload of groceries, a new bike and a set of golf clubs, we can see that amazing tree from the first turn. It anchors the end of our block, marks our sanctuary, and protects us from the elements. Continue reading →
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May 10
homekeeping 5
I did it. Saturday night I dropped some plates. I’m not proud of myself, but there it is. Actually, I didn’t so much drop them as fling them against the wall. Only two of ‘em. I can’t glue them back together. I will carry on with the four remaining plates.
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May 10
Venting Prevents Action
“What do I have to do to be good enough so dad will love me?” “How come I have such a bad dad?” “My life won’t be good without a good dad.” And to that I said, “Honey, do I have a bad life? How am I doing? I have a pretty darned good life, don’t I?” And through alligator tears Jenny said, “It’s just not fair. When are you going to get us a real dad?” I wanted to say, “Well it’s not like I can put a post on Craig’s List saying, “Need one great dad for two amazing little people. Must like listening, Barbies, joke telling, card trick teaching, golfing, fishing, bow hunting, skiing and relating. Don’t need husband. Narcissists need not apply.” Continue reading →
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May 10
Beauty Through the Act of Loving
Yesterday’s post was about beauty and insecurity and denying who I am. It was a difficult post to write. I’m not even sure where it came from. Getting that necklace in the mail was akin to jamming a stick of dynamite in a dam that I didn’t even know existed. Feelings, emotions and tears started flowing, and they weren’t going to stop. Apparently, they haven’t stopped yet. I’m not done with the topic, and I’m convinced that this flood is sending me further down the path that I’m supposed to be on. The tidal wave of emotions is pushing me faster, and I’m not afraid. In fact, I can’t wait to see how far it takes me. This is another exercise in authenticity and speaking truth. Both of those expressions are over-used. But if we set out in search of those things, with integrity, the pursuit of authenticity and truth gets us closer to who we are meant to be. Continue reading →
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May 10
Beauty
Nothing makes a woman more beautiful than the belief that she is beautiful.
Sophia Loren
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May 10
Beauty, Insecurity and Denial of the Feminine
I can’t remember if I ever thought I was pretty. I have a vague recollection that I felt beautiful, for the first time, when I held my newborn babies. And of course, I was probably swollen, blotchy, sweaty and exhausted. But I felt beautiful. Continue reading →
