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Our Love Story: NOT Love at First Sight

Posted by admin on June 25, 2020 in Motherless Mom |


I hated him from the first minute I met him. It was clear that the feeling was mutual.  He would burst into my house, as I opened the door without a word.

What a jerk.

I was 14 years-old. He was 18.

I was the tagalong younger sister of the group. He was the friend of my stepsister’s boyfriend. I had a metal mouth, permed hair and thick glasses. He had long permed hair, muscle tee, and baggy acid washed jeans. Neither of us could have imagined that 30 years later from that time, we would be celebrating our 25thwedding anniversary.

Two years after my stepsister had broken up with her boyfriend, I was a passenger in my friend’s current boyfriend’s truck. Carrie, my friend, and I were on Spring Break. We had just come from seeing a movie. John started to swerve in the lane. There was a brown station wagon doing the same thing in front of us. Its driver gestured out the window for us to pull over.

We pulled up to the Pizza Hut and the station wagon pulled up a few spots ahead. John said it is a buddy from school. He and Carrie got out to greet his buddy. I waited in the truck.

After a few minutes I heard, “Bubbles!”

It was from the direction of the group. Bubbles was my nickname amongst friends, not random strangers!

“What?” I yelled back.

“Get over here.”

I untucked my legs from the truck and sauntered over.

John, Carrie and two guys were huddled on the sidewalk outside the restaurant. One guy in a leather jacket had his back to me. He turned around. Our eyes met. It was the jerk. The rest of the world had gone on mute.

Only, he was now a cute jerk?



The group went back to Carrie’s house. The group shot the breeze. I slipped to the bathroom to try to gather my thoughts. As I emerged, he was in the hallway to the living room.

I was magnetized to his leather jacket. We made small chat.

When he drove me home that night, he asked me out.

We dated. We broke up several times. And yet, when we were broken up, we still hung out together.

He proposed to me as I was finishing Grade 11. Two years later, we planned to get married in the Spring after we moved in together. One month after I turned legal age in the fall of 1992, we said ‘I do.’ We didn’t want to wait.

We found a small church in our hometown. My stepmom, who was a seamstress, made my dress and my maid-of-honor’s. We had the reception of 30 closest family and friends at my childhood home.  Family brought dishes for the reception buffet. The entire wedding cost just under $1500.  In retrospect, I would change a few, minor things. I was just glad we got it done.

Our friendship built the foundation for our relationship. We have nothing in common. Yet, we click, we fight and love spending time together.

After 13 years of marriage, we became parents and 2 years after that we welcomed a second baby. We discovered new things about each other. Our relationship went to another level.

Over the almost 28 years of being together, his smile or just that certain look can stir up the butterflies like that time our eyes locked and the world went on mute.

I can’t wait for the next 25 years with my best friend and husband.



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Social Media Kitty Darling

Posted by admin on June 19, 2019 in Motherless Mom |

  “Mom, when can we have another cat? “My nine-year-old asks for the millionth time. It has been over two years since our beloved Indiana passed away. My husband and I had cats for 19 years together. After Indiana died, my heart was shattered with grief. I couldn’t imagine opening it up for another pet. […]

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Positively Grateful

Posted by admin on April 4, 2018 in Motherless Mom |

“ It was pre-cancerous.” The words just said by the doctor hang in the air within a cartoon bubble. I watch his mouth keep moving. However, his words are on mute to my ears. When I finally tune in again, I realize he is talking in a serious doctor tone explaining that I will have […]

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5 Questions I Would Ask My Mom

Posted by admin on July 4, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

My nine-year-old daughter just put me through an interview. She asked questions about my favorite movies and favorite foods. I was delighted to answer every question. Her curiosity shows off her brilliant mind.   I only knew my mom for ten years. Without a doubt, I know what I would ask her today.   Mom, […]


Grief Without Borders/Thank you, from Canada

Posted by admin on July 4, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

It is 2018. Many fellow Canadians are opting to not travel to the United States because of the current political climate. I can’t help to think of the American experience we had in 2013. It was the first Family Day here in my province. And we had to leave our country for the day. My […]



The Wind of Autism

Posted by admin on March 27, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

Like a sunrise I didn’t know I needed, you marched into our life to make your claim. Your silent words I should have heeded, delays past milestones, red-flags everywhere. Your eyes expressed when words failed. The simplest thing could trigger a storm. I pulled every trick I could until you sailed back to the moment, […]



My Writing Life: Mom Edition

Posted by admin on March 19, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

  You can’t edit a blank page, just like you can’t make a kid take a nap. When my oldest was a baby, inspiration hit me to write a children’s book for her. Our oldest cat was getting on in age. I was afraid she wouldn’t know him as she grew up. One day while […]



Thank you, Mr. Vint

Posted by admin on March 8, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

Snuggled on the couch with photo albums spread out, my kids ask again for stories about when I was in school. It is the end of the current school year. We are chatting about the good memories of the year. My kids are amazed that there was life before them. “Who was your favorite teacher […]

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When You are Ready to Quit: Don’t

Posted by admin on February 4, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

  My tunnel vision sharpens, my eyes are focused on my MacBook screen. The message stares at me without blinking. I have read it a possible few hundred times. I swallow in attempts to quench my parched throat. My voice echoes the message. “ Thank you for writing about what I have been thinking… None […]



My Autism Confession

Posted by admin on January 15, 2017 in Motherless Mom |

It is 3:45 am according to my ancient clock radio. My youngest daughter drags my right hand to pull me out of bed. She leads me to the gate at the top of the stairs indicating she wants to go downstairs. I slide on my eyeglasses to see as we try to sneak downstairs to […]


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