by Laura Straub
I am the mother of an only child. This is not by choice. I spent many years grieving the death of my dream of having more children. I mourned this situation deeply and passionately not only for my own sake, but also for my child's sake and for the sake of my marriage.

Rating: 5.0/5

by Leona Choy
I think it's a term for unintended injury or destruction after a military strike. But I want to use it for families after a divorce strikes. That often leaves us with an accumulation of "EX-relationships."

Rating: 5.0/5

by Laraine Bennett
Are you dating someone about whom everyone seems to say, "What a great guy!" (or "gal")? Someone easy-going and unhurried, sweet and humble (like Pooh Bear)? Someone who, if he were any more calm, might be dead? If so, you may be dating a phlegmatic.

Rating: 5.0/5

by Melissa George
The other night at dinner our oldest son, Ryan, inquired how other people would know that my husband and I were his mom and dad. I asked him to clarify, and he said he was wondering how people would know that I am his mom when he grows up and doesn't live with us anymore. I couldn't say people would know us because we look alike, because we don't. Ryan is Asian, my husband and I are Caucasian. I am Ryan's mom because we adopted him as an infant. We adopted all three of our children at birth, and they all look different than my husband and I. I assured Ryan that we would always be his parents, and he would always be a part of this family even if he didn't live here. I told him people will know we are family because of our love for each other.

Rating: 4.8/5