What the F do I do about the old photos.

What the F do I do about the old photos.

A lot on my mind. It feels like it’s at capacity at the moment.

I’ll start with this.

J and I were flipping through my Facebook together looking at my old pictures. He has never seen me in my natural hair color (Blonde). In the process of strolling down Heather’s memory lane we stumble on things that are … well… awkward. Continue reading “What the F do I do about the old photos.”

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Independence Day.

Independence Day.

A whole lot of married life memories attached to this holiday. It will be hard to be up at the lake and not think of days past.

The boat that I lost in the divorce. My fishing buddy. My partner for late night Euchre grudge matches. Continue reading “Independence Day.”

Letter I Will Never Send: Dear Sweet Little Boy,

Letter I Will Never Send: Dear Sweet Little Boy,

I love you.

I know you might roll your eyes when you read this. And you might not want the insight I have as you grow. But all of our stories are important and so is ours.

When I found out I was pregnant I was terrified. I was not going to be a Mommy. Not really a part of my plan. I wanted to see the world and I wanted to have cool toys. Continue reading “Letter I Will Never Send: Dear Sweet Little Boy,”