Happy Father’s Day! …Regardless of the circumstances.
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The Co$t of Anger
True story (minor details have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved)…
Janie and Joe had been separated for nearly a year. The paperwork had been filed, the support amount had been determined and the custody arrangements had been arranged. That said, they were still struggling to find some sense of normalcy in their new lives.
One Sunday night toward the end of the month, the kids returned from a visit with Joe and were ecstatic to tell their mother about the great weekend they had. Janie bit her tongue while she listened patiently, then sent the girls to bed and seethed until the wee hours of the morning. The following day, she did what nearly every divorcing person does when they feel defeated: she called her lawyer.
Continue readingWhere Does The Line Lie?
Last week, I overheard one woman tell another, “I’m having a hard time with him lately. When he goes to his dad’s, it’s anything goes. Then when he comes back to me he doesn’t listen and has a horrible attitude. And I have to be the bad guy.”
This past weekend, I heard a father (different family entirely) say, “I get so little time with my kids. I don’t want to spend it enforcing rules! I want them to be carefree and have fun so they have happy memories of their visits with me.”
Continue readingBook: “The Look of Love”
I’d like to start this post with a big “Thank You!” to Deesha and crew from CoParenting Matters. It was through their contest on Twitter where I was fortunate enough to win a copy of The Look of Love, written by Jill Egizii.
Continue reading“…Never Be Like You”
All these Mother/Stepmother considerations over the past week have got me thinking… or, rather, remembering.
When Doug Supernaw broke onto the scene with this song, I was a divorced kid being shuttled back and forth between my parents. My mom had a boyfriend who helped us out a lot around the house… but he wasn’t my Dad. Even as an adult, this song still brings tears to my eyes.
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