I pray that my next entry does not reek of the undertones of desperation.
Being divorced and a single mother of three at the ripe age of thirty-two was never one of my life goals. Now that I stand two years strong in the midst of both, I must embrace it with open arms while strategically making my best attempt at conquering the dating game. Continue reading “It’s Complicated: The Dating Game as a Single Mother & Expatriate”
Well, today is the day! After two years of me wiping tears and sheltering hearts, my soldiers get the opportunity to be in the presence of their father (cue fireworks and marching band). YAY (hint of sarcasm)! For me though, this is a time filled with mixed emotions. This is a day, I’m almost certain, that many single parents who lack the physical presence of the other low-keyed parent will cringe at. Continue reading “Life Isn’t Always Roses But Manure Makes Good Fertilizer”