Lord of the lies

In any discussion about a group of kids being left alone, it won’t be long before someone mentions ‘Lord of the Flies’.

Rubber band

This last year has left me feeling like a rubber band. Stretched too many times. Holding far more than it was ever intended to support.

No bad years

2020. Goodbye and good riddance? Well, no.

Don’t quit Facebook

How do you know if someone’s not on Facebook? Don’t worry, they’ll tell you.

No goals

I’ve never liked setting goals. Which may seem odd, considering my background.

Busy isn’t the problem

Busy really isn’t what it used to be. Busy used to be the goal. It was what we aimed for. It was cool.

Selfish parenting

Being selfish is not something to be proud of. “The lady at number 82 is very selfish” would unlikely be a compliment.

Four ways to get lucky

I’ve long struggled with the concept of luck. I look at my life and can’t help but feel incredibly fortunate.

Three years

This weekend, it’s three years since my kids came to live with me.

Hard work is invisible

I had already decided he couldn’t go.