Happy Birthday, MOF: My First-Ever Post

Happy Second Birthday, Mommy on Fire!!!! For two years, I have found this a soft place to land – a salve to a sometimes disgruntled soul. What I expected was a place to just journal – a place to write because you know, I had tried to NOT write and then I...

Take These Broken Wings And Learn To Fly

When my father passed away nine years ago, my aunt shared with me that she always thought of him when she heard the song “Blackbird” by The Beatles. I do, too. It’s uncanny how I might be feeling sad because he’s not here anymore and go for a...

Part Two: A Father Afflicted

The thing about being the child of an alcoholic is that there are just so many strange, conflicting emotions that don’t ever make much sense.  One minute you love the person with the addiction intensely and want nothing more than to have their love and...