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Putting on my oxygen mask
My name is Lorraine and I am an extreme caretaker to the detriment of myself. I’m ready to…
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Forgiving myself, releasing my inner hostage – My Messy Beautiful
I tell my sons “don’t play a part in another person’s bad childhood memory.” There is power…
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When “one day” becomes “now or never.”
This past weekend I went away with three of my childhood friends. One of these girls I befriended…
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Getting fired from motherhood, I blame the Cold Miser.
If motherhood was officially a position in a company I would be so fired right now. I blame…
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Dance like no one’s watching
Dance like no one’s watching is a fantastic idea unless your ten-year old child is recording your every…
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Love is more powerful than hate. How remembering love for my ex helped my child shine.
One of the casualties of divorce can be the child and his or her relationship with one or…
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All He Really Needed to Know He Didn’t Learn in Kindergarten
What do you remember about kindergarten? I remember Meadowbrook Elementary School and my sweet gray-haired kindergarten teacher. …
A blog highlighting my journey through midlife and beyond. Join me as I enjoy the ups and humorous downs of life over 40. In my fifties I moved to Sweden and am writing about my new journey on my Substack. Subscribe below!
