An overseas birth in Greece

My daughter is now 15. Where has the time gone?! It seems like only yesterday I had all these thoughts about not only becoming a first time mother, but also the concern of my daughter's future in a country, I thought at the time, would be our home forever. While I sat there thinking, I... Continue Reading →

How deep was your love?

In my first marriage, we got together for reasons not involving love. I was 18 at the time and knew it was time to jump ship. This was the first cross roads in my life that I had encountered.  There were two paths. One would have been a path to self destruction, and the other... Continue Reading →

Being a Father and a Mother

It is hard to be both a Father and a Mother. Sometimes you get confused as to which role you play at any given time. It takes you back to when you were a child and how your father was there for you when your mother was not. You try hard to think of the... Continue Reading →

He was one hell of a Father

My father was not a perfect man but he was one hell of a father. I remember when I was little, I would go sit on my father's lap after getting out of the shower. I would say, "you're so worm" and he would reply, "and you're a snake." It was a nightly routine and... Continue Reading →

The worry is forever there

Every morning I walk my daughter out to the street to see her off to school. I always hug her, tell her I love her and to have a good day. I constantly worry about her from the moment she steps into the street and heads for the bus stop. I even watch her walk... Continue Reading →

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