You Hated Me in High School

It’s happened, I’m now far enough out of high school to speak about it with a modicum of authority, or wistful nostalgia. A full decade has passed (plus) and I’m to the point where I forget how old I am, so I have to remind myself of my birth year and count forward, slowly.… READ THE REST

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Confessions of a bad wife

My husband knew what he was getting into before he asked me to marry him. Perhaps that’s why he took so long to decide. I am an unstoppable force. This I think is due to the fact that I was raised by a community of strong women who didn’t let anyone tell them no.… READ THE REST

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