I watch the morning scene unfold, my eyes filling with tears as I hang my head guiltily. The children and I stand together, unified in our love for their father, as he turns the kitchen upside down, slamming cabinet doors, whipping through shelves, tossing contents aside as he searches for any amount of it. Mom….
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You know those moms who speak loudly and wear wrinkled clothes and are seemingly oblivious to how annoying they are? Today, I was totally that mom. My five-year-old daughter had a gift card to Barnes & Noble, so after work, I hauled both kids to the bookstore, stopping first at Starbucks (the one located inside…
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