"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
Jenny Rapson is a wife and mom of three from Ohio and the editor of For Every Mom. You can also find her alternately griping and gushing about her kids at her own blog, Mommin' It Up. You can email her at jrapson@outreach.com, or follow her on Twitter.
I see you outside when our kids are playing. I see you at the pool in the summer. I see you at the bus stop all school year-long. But sadly, I don’t know you as well as I’d like. Nevertheless, I know you’ve got a problem with porn. Why? Because it takes one to know one…
He would eagerly run over to take my hand when it was time to move on to a new part of the aquarium, and he soon began wrapping my arm around his neck and forcing me to pull him closer... Soon he also told me, "I love you." "I love you, too, Jason." I said.
With teen suicide on the rise, this Corona Del Mar principal letter broadcasts a serious message to parents about how WE are hurting our own children -- and how to stop it.
