writer bizarro dysfunctional family life 

Imaginary Meeting with Mom-ster

Lately I’ve had this urge to stop and see my Mom-ster. I’m really not sure why. I know it’s best to not have any contact with her because she’s so toxic. Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment and I want to continue spiraling down into an even deeper depression than I’ve been in the midst of lately. Perhaps I’m hoping for a miracle that I’ll finally have a relationship with Mom-ster that parallels those of my friends who have great relationships with their mothers’. Either way, I’m living in a…

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Mother’s Day to Mom-ster dysfunctional family life 

A Letter to Mom-ster on Mother’s Day

    Dear Mom-ster,   Happy second Sunday in May.   I know you hate to be reminded that you are a mother, and despise all holidays, especially Mother’s Day, but I thought I’d write you just the same. I’m sure you have read some, if not all, of my writings about you by now, thanks to my ex-husband. If there is one thing that you’ve taught me, it’s that you should always keep your nose clean and nothing will come back to haunt you.   I’m no saint, Mom-ster,…

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life musings on the fly 

Regrets?

My Facebook newsfeed is always seasoned with posts from my friends about their children; I love seeing the photos and hearing about their milestones and accomplishments. Today, it started me thinking back to a question I am often asked: “Do you regret not having children of your own?” In my mind, I start to piece this apart.   Do I regret…   I regret nothing I have done in my life. Every experience, every mistake, all the love given, lost, gained and lost again, all of the heartache and heartbreak,…

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