Growing Up Pains

“Honey,” my husband said when I was pregnant, “I promise. When the baby is born I’ll take over every night and every weekend.” He lied. My husband is a wonderful …

Running on Empty

One morning, I woke up from a three-month coma. Downstairs, my 17 and 15-year-old girls were preparing for school. “What are you doing up?” greeted me instead of a warm, …