More than a decade ago this page was a crutch as I limped through parenting a lot of kids…and then one day I just stopped writing. I don’t remember why. Maybe I didn’t need it anymore. Or maybe life defeated me in ways I didn’t want to explain and so I just…didn’t.
To see what I’m writing now, click on my SUBSTACK. Follow along. Let’s see where this goes.
Latest Stories
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The Shield Of Confidence
In 2004 I graduated with a 3.89 GPA from one of the highest rated private colleges on the west coast. And I did so, while parenting eight children, six of whom had some kind of special need. My final semester I managed 25 credits at two different colleges, picking up some missing credits at the…
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The Unfixable »
He was fifteen when he came to me. And even on the first day I knew he couldn’t stay. I knew it wasn’t the right fit… he was broken beyond repair and a danger to the other children. I could see it in his eyes…he was ruined. I know that sounds callous…but it’s the reality.…
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I Remember Her »
I remember the way her hair smelled when I tucked her in under my arm. How she snuggled so close, trying to crawl back into the womb from which she did not come. I can feel her fragile arms wrapped around mine, her tiny beating heart pulsing against my side as she lay her soft…
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I Am From… »
In school this year, Billy was assigned to create a video called, “I Am From” that told the story of who he is. Each slide was supposed to start with “I Am From” and there were requirements as to what kinds of pics he had to have. Some modifications were made by his teacher, because…
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Sixteen And Pregnant – Part Two »
I lay on top of the pale green sheets on the eighth floor of John C. Lincoln Memorial Hospital and stared out at the night. It was August of 1988 and the thunder raging outside the fourth floor window seemed a warning of things to come. Bolts of fire lit up the black sky with…