Never Been Kissed
Dear Robin:
My daughter Katie is a senior in high school with perfect marks and off to college in the fall. She is VERY PRETTY and has plenty of friends!
Dear Robin:
My daughter Katie is a senior in high school with perfect marks and off to college in the fall. She is VERY PRETTY and has plenty of friends!
Dear Robin:
My mother died 2 years ago after a year-long battle with cancer. My father remarried (Marie) last month but that’s not my issue.
Dear Robin:
I live in a close-knit neighborhood in a small town. My daughter “Claire” was very close to “Alice” since 1st grade but now they are in 6th grade and really don’t hang out anymore. I’ve asked my daughter a few times if something happened between them and she assured me it had not so I’m not worried about it.
My problem is Alice’s mom “Amy,” who I used to be very friendly with but now she gives me the cold shoulder at every school event and when I run into her around the neighborhood and our town. We weren’t friends who did things together but we always had a great time chatting and now she barely speaks to me.
Dear Robin:
My parents divorced when I was 8 and my sister was 6, at which time my mother decided being a mom wasn’t for her. She moved to Europe and remarried and my father raised us. It wasn’t easy for him to do it all on his own but he did.
Dear Readers:
Yes, I understand this is Monday, not Friday and therefore Friday Feedback, but I can’t sit on these thoughts until the end of the week. It’s not simply that I’m bursting to express myself like a new mother stuck in a long meeting, but also that my 45-year-old brain has been incredibly forgetful as of late.
If I don’t write this down today I’ll lose it into the ether of middle-aged forgetfulness, where it can be reunited with my glasses, my car keys and the reason I exit my office to go downstairs every few hours, only to wonder what the hell I am doing there.
Let’s just dive right in because this is a very touchy subject (ha!) and I’d rather not pussyfoot around before forcing my views on you (double ha!).