I don’t have a lot of friends. I’m the one who is often looking in from the outside, the friend who is sometimes invited, sometimes after the fact. I’m not part of the neighborhood texts or the get-togethers to chat about life. I’m a homebody, the one who people make small talk with, but …
motherhood
I am done caring about what others think of me
I am done. It’s taken me 40 years, but I am done caring what other people think of me. I’ve been called beautiful; I’ve been called ugly. I’ve been called fat and I’ve been called skinny. I’ve been criticized for the way I sound and for the things I say. People have used every word in the dictionary …
Learning To Put Myself First
As I sat in the salon chair waiting to be pampered, I took a good look at myself in the mirror. I looked like my normal self, other than a lack of make up showing off my tired eyes. But, that's typical for any parent--we are chronically exhausted. As the stylist appeared, I casually mentioned …