The 7 year itch is a psychological term that suggests that happiness in a relationship declines somewhere around year 7. This begs the very important question that has been weighing on my mind lately, does love have an expiration date?
From great pain comes great art. I wish it worked differently, but the idea of a tortured writer, singer, artist, etc. discovering their greatest gifts during periods of pain, seems to hold true for, well, even me.
As a single mother, there is one question that is almost guaranteed to arise in conversations you have with coworkers, peers, friends, family, and sometimes, complete strangers: How do you do it? Becoming a single parent, whether by choice or by fate, is daunting, and dare I say, very scary. You’ve either had nine months to contemplate how in the heck you’re going to make it work, or you’ve been in a slowly unraveling relationship in which you’ve spent many sleepless nights trying to figure out how two hands could possibly handle the work of four.