It still stuns me to write those words. Me. The child who grew up raging against her alcoholic mother. Hating and loving her with an intensity and fear that only children of alcoholics understand. Me. The teenager that ran as …
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#singlemom
I’m sorry that the last few weeks have been old posts. However, I have enjoyed looking back and seeing how things change. And for some of you those old posts were new. Things change, indeed. In our own individual lives …
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