I Owe You.

I Owe You.

I think I owe you a follow-up story to the – my ex-husband moved into my basement for two weeks, and he ate a lot – story. Since we last connected, my former husband lived with me for a few weeks to get back on his feet after a health catastrophe in July and August...
I Almost Didn’t Write

I Almost Didn’t Write

I almost didn’t write this month. Here’s why. I might be a little burned out. No. I am burned out. Singed and toasted, as it were. A man is living in my basement, and I used to be married to him. I know he’s there. He didn’t sneak in. I opened...
If You Love A Lot of People

If You Love A Lot of People

I always say if you love a lot of people, there’s going to be a lot of drama. I always say if you love a lot of people, there’s going to be a lot of drama. Click To Tweet Or, maybe that’s me just rationalizing the often chaotic life that seems to be...
New Math for an Old Heart

New Math for an Old Heart

New Math for an Old Heart I’m writing this sitting next to my ex-husband in the cardiovascular ICU at Froedtert Hospital in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. No, John and I don’t talk about getting back together, but this is still a love story. This is John’s third open-heart...