Dear Husband

Divorce looks good on us, right? I am grateful that we’ve decided to keep in touch and be friendly towards each other although I believe our true intention of communicating is to see who suffers the most...

Mommying Is Hard

The hardest job I’ve ever had has been becoming a mother. Don’t get me wrong, it has been the most wonderful gift, but definitely the hardest. Children don’t come with rule books or an owner’s manual. Not all the...

Don’t Judge Me

Sweating palms, racing heart, rising anxiety. We’ve all been there: the dreaded first impression. Whether it be the occasion of a date, meeting a new person, or starting your first day at a new job, the task of...

A New Year Is Nothing To Fear

I’m not angry. I’m not filled with hatred. I am filled to the brim with a sadness that I have not felt in a very long time. Election Night and the days after have left me feeling empty, lost and fearful. Let me be...

Accepting Grace, Forgiving Me

I hit my dog once. I hit the poor, little, Benji-type creature so hard that he actually cowered away from me. It wasn’t that I didn’t love him; I thought he was the sweetest little thing in the world, and he was such a...

Dating (In Your 30s) Sucks

Over the weekend, I had brunch with a man who reminded me of a piece of stale, white bread. He was neither attractive nor unattractive, but was incredibly boring. I completely understood why he was single, but our...

My Own Identity

I am a twin. I was born with my sister, my best friend, my soul mate. There’s something indescribable about twins. People are fascinated by them. The relationship between each other is insurmountable, and there is even...

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