The Joy of A Deposition

I wasn't there, but if the way my attorney describes it is accurate, we made a narcissist sweat his balls off today!!    &, while it is probably bad Karma to gloat about this, after everything he's put me through over the past 25 years I sort of feel like I'm entitled to a bit … Continue reading The Joy of A Deposition

Rewriting My Childhood

Years ago my mother gave me a bag of letters from my childhood.  Most were letters I had written, but there was one she had written.  She wrote it when I was a senior in college.  It was addressed to my sorority sister who wanted information about my childhood to use in the Senior Send … Continue reading Rewriting My Childhood