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Dear son, I did something hard for you. (Again)

Hey, kid. I’m so grateful to be talking to you again in this sort of context. The last time I wrote to you, I was pretty upset over some “conversations” (?) that took place between your (adoptive) dad and I. The conversation wasn’t initiated by me, yet it left me feeling………so many things. Awful? In …

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When your irrational worry is justified.

My son is sick. His birthday is in exactly 2 weeks. He’ll be 3 years old. (And no, I’m not okay with it.) He is the unfortunate recipient of a horrible genetic disorder, along with his older brother, gifted by none other than myself. The way genetic disorders work in families, each member can experience …

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The travel home day

We are flying home today. I’m actually sitting on the plane right now writing this. To be honest, I’m dreading going home. (Not to mention the covid fear induced panic attack in the airport. 😞 ) I’m double masked, obsessively sanitizing and giving a slight evil glare to anyone who even considers coughing near me, …

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I’m not responsible for anyone else’s happiness, and neither are you

We have a saying in my house. My boys know it well. “It’s not my job to make you happy.” You might disagree with me, but hear me out. My boys might get upset with me if I tell them no, if I say they can’t watch TV, if I don’t give them a snack …

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