divorced
Sometimes a good divorce is better than a bad marriage.
When you realize it's over
For twenty years, I waited for the day I could say "Thank God and Greyhound you're gone." No my marriage wasn't as bad as it could have been. It wasn't as good as it could have been either. The first indication that there would be problems was the age difference. My wife was older than I was by twelve years. She also had a child from her first marriage which complicated things a little.
By Lawrence Edward Hinchee4 years ago in Families
The Deep End
My babysitter had a pool at her family’s house. It made the occasion you and Mom needed to leave me with her a treat. My memories are fond of jumping on a trampoline, whirling down curved stairs, watching The Ninja Turtle VHS tapes, and learning to swim in the shallow part of that pool.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty4 years ago in Families
Appropriate Reaction orrrr...
So, with my first story, I want to share with you all my aggravation with hypocrisy. As you’ll come to learn about me, I am on my second marriage, and hopeful I got it right this time… my current husband, is great, wonderful, caring, all that good stuff everybody wants in a partner… unfortunately this is about my EX-husband.
By Kaylyn Worrell4 years ago in Families
What is parental alienation syndrome?
In my childhood I experienced two heartbreaking divorces. My mother and my step father were getting a divorce after 7 plus years and my father and stepmother were divorcing after 7 plus years. Meaning they divorced at the same time. I was taught to love and respect all four of my parents. Suddenly it was a war zone. I had to choose who I was loyal too. I was in the middle. All of them said disgusting things about the other in our presence like they wanted our agreement and approval.
By Julia Stellings4 years ago in Families
He Who Conquered the World
He Who Conquered the World We were married on a bright blue March day in Seattle. A few minutes of rain dashed in for luck. I sat staring out the window as the tatted make-up artist did the final touch-ups and my girls swirled around me in nervous laughter. My maid of honor was hogging the mirror space, and my mother-in-law was trying to sneak a peek; my dad was waiting patiently to walk me down the aisle. I took a moment to breathe. I rarely did that at any time in my life. Enjoy the moment. Now is all there is.
By Megan Keister Schmidt4 years ago in Families
How To Start A Lawn Mower
“They’re finally here! Now we can actually do gifts,” she announced the moment I opened the door to my in-law’s house. The overflowing pile of gifts featured the same overabundance of random useless junk she found on clearance. She often tried to prove her love through material goods, but this year was different.
By Carrie Principe4 years ago in Families







