Red Roses. Not Red Flags.

This is a special room.

This is where the kids gather to tell tales. Explore their imagination, tell jokes, gossip and bicker.

This is where the adults watch, laugh, rest.

This is where the kids become teenagers. Where they tell tales, tell jokes, gossip and bicker.

This is where the adults take notice, watch, laugh, rest.

This is where the teenagers gather to establish common interest in their diversity. Where they tell secrets, tell jokes, gossip and bicker.

This is where the adults become the ultimate referees...

Use your words, Dear.

I cannot hear your mind.

Speak your thoughts out loud.

Show your spine.

What it means for your eyes to close

and your head to turn, - I do not know

Your actions

do not match your tone.

How can I judge your heart,

when it does not show?

🖤

And so here we go again,

mixing up emotions

turning in these cards,

threading these needles,

Rest Easy, Dad

"Mom, are you talking about Bob? Dont forget about him coming after us when we would stick up for our brother and when he bought you flowers everytime you guys fought." Kids observe and catch on to more than you know.

Fuck off Bob

If it makes Bob uncomfortable, it's not acceptable.

sacrifice what makes you happy, to make Bob happy.

Bob is the king of Ghosting and Gaslighting.

I never understood "Gaslighting" untill now.

Petty examples of constant battles that fueled an emotional roller-coaster

Bob had a special way of keeping you on eggshells.

It's simple, You couldn't do enough.

Bob proposed 2 months in.

and I said, Yes.

Private Ceremony? No, I want my family to be there. I want to experience the excitement. I want to wear the dress and pick out flowers.

Bob wanted secrecy.... because Bob has an embarrassing track record of failed marriages.

Bob decided he didn't care for my oldest,

and didn't hesitate to show it.

My son's poor behavior at school only amplified the struggles at home.

While my son was grounded for something he and Bob's son did together, Bob's son was allowed to enjoy his day watching cartoons and my son was confined to his room without entertainment and NOW accused of lieing. -Just one of MANY battles

Let me introduce you to Bob.

Bob was family oriented, a part of a huge network of friends.... Bob was spoken highly of in public, but whispered about when uncloaking his true colors.