Loving the Unlovable

arguing familyI was rebellious. Just tell me what I could or couldn’t do and I’d immediately prove you wrong. Add stubbornness to the equation and it made for quite the strong-willed teenager. Continue reading

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Who? Me?!

Who-Me-I spent most nights peeking through the curtains looking for the headlights of the car that would bring my husband home. He went out regularly with his drinking buddies and would return several hours later drunk, stoned, or both.

One night when my husband was out with his friends, Continue reading