Author Archives: Kristin

I don’t need no stinkin’ rules!

You know what…sometimes you just reach a point when you say fuck it to the rules. Do you see that beautiful, happy boy on the left there? Well, thanks to my screwed up genetics, Gabe has inherited my weather induced migraines. Like both his brothers, Gabe’s migraines got worse when he hit puberty. And, like…

Good Bye, Old Man

Old man, it’s been one week and I haven’t managed to write this yet. Last Wednesday night, I realized that if you made it through the night, we were going to have to make the decision to let you go. Only 24 hours before, you were still getting up, trotting to the back door, and…

*Houston, we have lift off!

I didn’t want to say anything too soon but “Houston, we have lift off!” Yesterday, 8/19, was move in day at Lenoir-Rhyne University for Marty. Vic, Marty and I drove up to Hickory on Thursday. Move in started at 8am on Friday and we didn’t want to have to make the 3 hour drive immediately…

Kvelling

 It has been almost a year since I last posted and I am a little ashamed. There have been so many things I should have bragged about but I kept getting bogged down in the details of every day life. When I last wrote, Vic and I had dropped Marty off at Lenoir-Rhyne for his…

When a Good Parent has to be a Bad Guy

I have never been more proud of my oldest son, Marty, than I am right now…but, to reach this point, I had to do the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.  This is not me speaking metaphorically.  This is the literal truth.  Today, I had to turn my back on my son…