Serissa wrote:
grayson wrote:
Serissa, your story about your mom reminds me of the book Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Have you ever read it?
No; I've heard of it though. Seems a little "chick book"-y for my tastes, btu I may be wrong.
It may be. But at the time I read it, I could so identify with the mother, Vivi, who was going insane as a stay-at-home mother to 4 "stairstep" kids (you know, kids one year apart in age). Her husband (who was probably AS) was always off alone in his cabin in the woods hunting.
One morning, after being up all night with four vomiting kids, she called the babysitter and took off, wearing only her fur coat, headed for anywhere far away. She hocked the ring her father had bought her when she turned 16 and holed up for a couple days in a hotel, drinking champagne and eating chocloates and just revelling in being truly alone and free.
Suffice to say that there was a point when my kids were very little that I could totally relate. In fact, I credit this passage of this book with helping me get through that time. Just knowing that the author must have understood me exactly, to be able to write that chapter.
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