HOUSE OF KB

Tomorrow is my birthday. It's always a good day to take stock and set some goals. These past few birthdays have been powerful. 40: Thought I had cancer. Was pissed. Nope pregnant. 41: Beginning of my single parenting journey and infidelity discovery. I was bewildered and shocked and hopeful. It's a blur. 42: Full on into single parenting. Working - on myself, our home, on making money. Werk werk werk werk werk. I was in a groove but still...unsettled. Also a blur. 43: Reconci

My children. I underestimated my children. At one point, the oldest said that his dad and I were divorced. I didn't correct him. I didn't go into the point, purpose and definition of a separation. I thought this was easier. The other night we were chatting at dinner. Dinner. The best time to chat, you lot. It's where all the stuff comes out. We were talking about Sweet P and he mentioned divorce again. I told him the truth. That we had never divorced. That we had separated an

It is true that the husband was back for weeks before I told anyone. My inner sanctum was out of the loop. Even my Holy Trinity was in the dark. The one on Earth. The one I pray to was all up in my business. It was intentional. We wanted to be able to take the chance ourselves. Without the love and care of others swaying us. We wanted to be sure we were willing to do the work. That the ability to learn how to love and trust and be together again was there. I mean, he kept his

This past December was a doozy. For many reasons. Some circumstances were just hard. Full stop. They had to be slogged through and survived. Others were hard because of the reflection they triggered. The questions they brought up. The work that followed. I had a vulnerable conversation with someone I love (intentionally vague. Annoying. I know.) and it spun me around. I felt attacked. In that moment anyway. I felt attacked and then I felt that I wasn't defended. But as I refl

Let summer begin.

Thursday night is breakfast for dinner. Sometimes it is frozen waffle. More often it is waffles or pancakes made from scratch and to order. And other times it is a couch picnic with their snack baskets. This was one of those times. I was used up. But I still needed to feed my children. So it was snack baskets, couch picnic and movie night. And a really delish beer for me. I felt awful. Guilty. Like I had failed them. The kids? They friggin loved it. The pb&j tortillas were a

The boys were playing some matching game and they had to name a cat. The adult/momma in me started to cry as I prepared myself for verbal fisticuffs and tears. Knowing each boy was going to offer their favorite animal, I wondered how this would end. Past experiences indicated that it would not end well. I took a breath and listened in. B: Snake T: Sharky B: Snarky? T: OK! I don't think I have ever been more proud. Not because of the teamwork and solution, but because they nam