Not So Wicked, Really

Not So Wicked, Really

Getting Real With Shadra Bruce I am a step mom.  I “stepped” into an already-formed family, with children who already had a mother, albeit an absent one. I was only 15 years old and in high school when Derek, my oldest stepson, was born in Germany to...
Grieving

Grieving

Two years ago, my family and I loaded up a big moving truck, packed our van with suitcases, snacks, and maps, and headed from Boise, Idaho to Bath, New York. It was the second time we’d made the trip. Dave and I met and married in Boise. Our son was born there....
Sharing Kids’ Hearts

Sharing Kids’ Hearts

I do not remember whether or not I was one of those kids who had trouble sharing when I was younger, but I certainly have found something I do not enjoy sharing as an adult: my kids. My husband had full custody of his three children when we married. We raised our...
No Half Ways

No Half Ways

Our mom’s parents divorced when she was 11 years old. Her mom remarried a few years later, and my mom and her three brothers were joined less than a year later by a new baby sister. Theirs was not always an easy adjustment, having a step dad and a new sister who...
Keeping Family Close

Keeping Family Close

When my mom was a kid and her parents divorced, she didn’t see her dad for almost a decade…until she was married and had a child of her own (me) and decided to reach out. My husband’s parents divorced and he never built a relationship with his...