Last night my daughter came face to face in the highschool parking lot with the man who once hung the moon, and who no longer does. She could have rightfully walked by him without acknowledging him. She could have spoken to him the exact way he last spoke to her, which was awful. She could [...]
This photo now shows all that it had before and so much more. It isn't just the addition of another person; it showcases life. Real, down to the nitty-gritty life in all it's glory and differences. It shows dedication, commitment and choosing each other - even on the really difficult days. The days when people who have been blessed in not experiencing the blending of two families, will almost always misunderstand us. The days when I'm told I will never be his "real" mom because he has a biological mother already. The days he is told he is not my "real" son because I didn't give him life. Those are the days we choose each other more and now we are very much mother and son.
Let me tell you something – biological or otherwise, if you are a good mother/father, your title will never matter or require clarification. Being a biological parent doesn’t exalt authority over another parent except in cases of the law, and even then only if acting in the best interest of the child – when the parent can’t manage it on their own. The title or biology of a parent doesn’t make someone a parent anymore than standing in a garage makes them a car.
This morning I received a letter from a fan of my Facebook page named Bobbie Ann Phillips and as I read it I knew instantly this needed to be read by all of you. This is her story and its an honest account of how it feels, of what we don't expect, our fears and [...]
In the shower (where it seems my clearest thoughts prevail) I was thinking about how many people lose out when they simply don't allow, encourage or welcome a relationship with their step-children. Many times I overhear that they don't accept them due to manners, dislike for the other parents, their behaviors etc. When your family [...]
Life blows us in directions that we never see coming - or that we see the possibility of coming, but believe that they will never get that bad. Finding out you are wrong, and that it doesn't just hurt yourself but others - is a hard pill to swallow. My children have survived, managed, whatever word you [...]