Empty Arms, Broken Heart

  “You can’t pour from an empty cup.”   Self-care. I’m probably doing it wrong. Someone telling me I need to take time to care for myself tr...

 We had our first covid scare. Friday, the kid's therapist contacted me stating she was going to get tested. We had plans for Chica Mari...

  A few weeks ago I was tasked with presenting information in a virtual staff meeting. When my supervisor asked me about it I groaned. The m...

  I don’t remember how the conversation started, but the kids and I were talking about who would take Primero’s bedroom when he moves out (n...

  During the Covid quarantine, as the time stuck-at-home increased beyond my initial imagination, I decided to start diving inward and work ...

  Last week was our first week of virtual school. I prepared as much as I could. I tried getting the kids psyched up for it. We made table t...

  It’s likely I am a prude. I’m probably not as sexually liberated as some people. I’ve done some stuff, I’ve talked about doing some stuff,...