Riding In Cars With Little Boys

Travel map with paper and pencil.

I don’t mind road trips and recently I’ve been taking a lot of them. Shuttling my kids back and forth down the I-95 Corridor every other weekend to facilitate visitation has proven challenging but I do it for my kids. Yes, I’m breaking my own arm patting myself on the back because I hear way too many moms complain about driving ten minutes up the road to Target to drop their kids off, try driving three hours. Yeah, you ten minute commute complainers can suck it. (more…)

Life Is Full Of Goodbyes


Today is the last day for Twisted Mixtape, even though I haven’t participated the last few weeks, I am sorry to see it go even for a little while. Life is full of goodbyes. Goodbyes to friends, lovers, family and sometimes even the places we love. Recently, I’ve had to say goodbye to a lot people, places and things. Here’s how I felt about it, in song. (more…)

Finding Love, Again.

finding love

Can this relationship be saved? It’s a question that every couple asks at one time or another during times of strife. The answer coming from a logical place of contemplation and pro/con lists made, burned and remade. Love is never so easily found but once you recognize its face, it’s easy to hold again.


Raising Girls vs Raising Boys: The Toddler Years and What I’ve Learned


When I was first pregnant, I pondered, would it be better to have a boy or a girl. When asked, we all know the correct answer is, “As long as he/she is healthy, it doesn’t matter.” In a way that’s true but come on, who are we kidding, we all secretly wish for one or the other. (more…)

If Divorce Isn’t A Disease, Then Why Do I feel Contagious?


In elementary school we used to play this game, we would pick which ever child was unpopular at the time and say they had Cooties. Usually, that kid wound up being me. (I never said I was on the inner circle). The point of the game was that anyone the infected person touched now had Cooties. Recently, I feel like I’ve been touched by the divorce Cootie. (more…)

Waxing Poetic


Spring is in the air. Even as I look around me and still see a city covered in snow, it’s beginning to melt. Maybe my feelings will go along with it.

I love spring, I don’t love the allergies that are sure to come with the arrival of spring but I’m happy to get out of the dead of winter. My life of late seems to follow the seasons. Making it through the winter seems to take on a whole new meaning. Spring is coming and along with it, renewal and rebirth. 

I was laying in bed last night and I started writing this poem in my head. I don’t usually write poetry. It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just that I don’t think I have the talent for it. Here it goes anyway, I’m getting out of my comfort zone and writing some poetry. I promise it won’t rhyme. (more…)

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