May 31, 2009 Read the full article →
This morning I woke up before Benjamin, wondering… The sun light fell on my face, peeking through my dark bamboo blinds – my blinds in my room. I enjoyed the silence and basked in the thought that tomorrow I would be reporting to myself, no one else. Then I wondered how I got here. I […]
December 2, 2007 Read the full article →
The first time I thought of leaving my ex-husband I was just 8 weeks pregnant. He was unemployed again and spent his days parked on the couch without a care or worry. “I’ll get a job when I need to, just stop to talk,” he would say in his thick french accent that was no longer sexy, now it was just annoying. Then there was also his complete unwillingness to improve our relationship. But instead of leaving him, I kicked him out.