I'm the betrayed spouse. And, sometimes it is hard to go home. I believe it is important, even if only for my own benefit, to describe this phenomenon I experience from time to time. My home is MY HOME. I love my home. It isn't perfect, and it is a mess. It is a constant... Continue Reading →
I've awoken happy. We survived the first year since DD. It's a Mary Tyler Moore, hat in the air moment.