by Prodigal Mom | Jul 10, 2025 | Adoption, Mental Health
Our adopted son, Colin, refused to clean his room for a decade. After he moved out, I entered what looked like a frat house after a weekend of bacchanalian revelry. Tucked in among the detritus, I found a heartbreaking letter. The letter began, “I was adopted as a...
by Prodigal Mom | Jun 3, 2025 | Adoption, Love & Forgiveness, Prodigals
When Life Seems Bendy Excuse me, while I get a little nerdy here. I’m going to circle back to a real point, I promise. Trying to prove Euclid’s 5th postulate (Euclid, the father of Geometry) had been a lifetime work of Hungarian mathematician, Farkas Bolyai. The...
by Prodigal Mom | May 7, 2025 | Mental Health, Prodigals, self-care
No matter how hard I try to read during the flight attendant’s spiel (naughty me), I still hear, “Secure your own mask before assisting others.” If I don’t have what I need to survive, how can I possibly do anyone else any good? As a parent, this is crucial. To be an...
by Prodigal Mom | Mar 20, 2025 | Family, Love & Forgiveness, Pain, Prodigals
My baby is gone. My precious, cuddly, sapphire-blue-eyed daughter tossed me out like last week’s coffee grounds. Occasionally, I hear a snatch of news about Rita, like she was in the hospital. Whatever for? No idea. She has meticulously closed off every form of...
by Prodigal Mom | Jun 28, 2023 | self-care
Love of life’s pleasures charms me. My favorites are dark chocolate, potato chips, silk carpets, and vacations. Sadly, neither diet nor exercise wedge comfortably into my version of pleasure. After hitting the half-century mark, my nether regions had become...
