“How can you afford to do everything you do for your kids?” (Was that a jab?) “I wish I could be more like you – I mean you don’t even have a husband and you pay for everything.” (not really offensive at all – would you say?) “Exactly what do you do for a living? I never see you leave the house.” (this one is one of my faves) “How
I Live a Ridiculously Amazing Life
I was sitting here looking around my apartment because I was in a funk earlier today. Feeling down. Feeling less than. Feeling unloved. Feeling like my world was crumbling. You see. For the past two weeks, things have not been all peaches and cream – heck more like Cheetos and pickles with a side of all fat mayonnaise. Over my last 30-awesome years – I have had over 35
You Are More Than Enough!
Let me share a story with you today. I grew up in a Western style parenting household. My dad is Vietnamese and my mother was American. It was a constant battle of parenting styles but the western style always won. If you are not familiar with western parenting, read about it here. (Note:: I was disowned by my father the summer before my senior year and my dad said that