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About Sandy

I was married at age 19 and had my son when I was 24 years old. When he was nearly 2 years old I decided to leave my husband. We had nothing in common. I was so lonely. He was an avid hunter and fisherman and while I tried to get into hunting and fishing it just was not my thing. While I was thrilled to be a mom, I spent many lonely weekends with my son. Ironically when I separated from my husband, my husband fought for sole custody and moved my son 1,000 miles away from me. I paid child support and found ways to be with my son throughout the years. We developed a wonderful relationship and he grew into a responsible young man. When he was 26 years old his grandfather passed away and he decided to cut me out of his life . . . I set up this website to find some type of solace and speak to my son . . .

I want to scream!

What do we do when our children cut us off and don’t want to speak or communicate to us (not even text to us!)! I want to scream – but realize that would not help this . . . but I … Continue reading

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I think of you everyday

There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of you. A friend of mine had a baby boy today. She was a part of a miracle today. Just like I think of you. And you a miracle.

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In Case You Did not Know

I wanted to grow up and be a wife and mommy. This was my childhood scripting and the only thing I knew. When I was in High School, I excelled in academics and told I “should” go to college. I … Continue reading

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Leap Day

It’s a day that does not show up every year. Leap day 2012.  February 29, 2012. I’m especially vigilant about my son’s dog today.  He’s old and has been slowing down for the last 9 months. The dog was a gift to my … Continue reading

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Typical Days

Typical Days.

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Paradox . . .

Being your mom has been one of the most paridoxical experiences for me.  It all started with 9 intense hours in labor where the pain was so intense and overwhelming I cursed everything around me and worried about the women I knew who … Continue reading

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