Asleep in 3… 2… 1…
The inner single mother alarm clock saved me tonight. Just gonna lie down for a minute… I thought, and woke up twenty of them later, with my ‘Honey Do’ list no closer to completions because well… I got no honey to ask to do. Somehow, that’s OK. I think and remember and marvel that I’ve been doing this on my own for two years, just about. Where do we start when we stare down this road? What do women who come by their single motherhood through the loss of someone, rather than the measured desire to have someone? An industrious …read more

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