I can’t imagine how heartbroken and guilt ridden you must feel.
Another aspect of aging and the cycle of life. My dad passed away tonight (age 76) - unexpected - probably a heart attack. I’ll know more tomorrow.
And the vent? A couple of sharks (relatives) are already circling his things seeing how much they can get out of it for themselves (before it gets added to his estate to be sold to pay off his bills). I don’t want any of his stuff and certainly never planned on an inheritance (don’t think there will be one after bills are paid), but seeing this go on within an hour of finding his body is making me seethe immensely.
These same sharks had made it clear they weren’t going to help him at all with an upcoming planned back surgery - even though both easily could have.
Sitting with you and your H tonight with your Labor Doula I finally understand why you feel a
need for her. You did not grow up with aunts and neighbors discussing all types of birthing and nursing
issues. While it made me sad, it is also nice that such women exist and she was a good fit for you.
I simply cannot be offended as I has a C-section and an adoption and never experienced what you hope
to go through within the next month.
You are heartbroken right now and I wish so much there was something I could do to ease your pain. Three and a half years is a long relationship and for it to end so suddenly is such an emotional earthquake, crumbling the hopes and dreams you had for the future. We all love you and are here for you. I know it doesn’t seem so now but it will get better…
You will need the tanning bed more than ever, as there is no way for you to get out of the shade into real sunlight right now.
Do you see the irony of someone who is so anxious choosing to be an actuary? I hope you find comfort in it rather than support for your fears.
I’m not perfect that’s for sure. But man if I could read advice without having it always lead back to an opportunity to slip in where your star child went to college. Even if it was 15 years ago. Good lord.
Also, I am sorry but the use of “tippy top”, “finding your tribe” kind of make me cringe. And the use of an anonymous ex-admissions officer at an anonymous Ivy to add validity to your post and searching threads to counter attack any point made against your or your child’s university is something I could live without.
Happy Monday! :)>-
I changed my avatar to a photo of our 3-month-old puppy, Jazz. He’s settling in pretty well!
Despite my best efforts, my son turned out ok. (He asked and she said yes!! And he made sure everyone on both sides of the family was there to celebrate.)
We sent our baby girl on her adventure. Only cried a little over it. The thing that had me sobbing was the text my mom sent me before we took D to the airport. “You can do this. You have reared a strong young woman. Love Momma” She is disabled so sending that text was a lot of work. I’m crying now just thinking about it. Love you too momma!
To the guy who catcalled me last evening when I was running- I’m a 61 year old woman. Just saying.
TNSTAAFL! There just isn’t! I don’t understand why so many international students think they should get “full rides” to US universities. I know a handful of private schools offer programs for exceptional international students but it’s really not that many.
Our reno is supposed to be done Friday, which was the pushed back date. Ha! We’ll be lucky to be done at the end of September 
So…you just spent most of your savings/our children’s inheritance buying a defunct organic farm because your new young-enough-to-be-your-daughter girlfriend, whom you have known for little more than a year, wants to try to resurrect it…and her previous business ventures have all failed…? And she didn’t risk any of her own money in this venture? And you expect our daughters to believe this is “love?” And you have no other investments or mutual funds savings or anything else?
I can’t decide if this is better or worse than your last “relationship” that our daughters found out about…the one with the 23-year-old giant-fake-boobed model who took selfies of herself half-naked in your house and then posted them all over Instagram for our kids to see (right after you turned 50).At least you didn’t risk most of your daughters’ inheritance with that one.
Good thing I’m raising my girls to be financially independent. I have a feeling they won’t ever want to take a dime from you when they are older anyway. So as long as you keep their college fund intact as you are legally bound to do (and I’ll sue your ass off if you don’t), then I guess go ahead…keep making a fool of yourself and keep right on killing your relationship with your kids.
To all you women who have husbands/partners who are real men - meaning responsible, family-oriented, there-for-the-kids, putting their family first MEN - be grateful. Your children are so fortunate. Though of course, unlike me, each of you was smart enough not to marry a giant ass…so there’s that. Kudos. 
How happy I would be if people refrained from wearing heavily scented toiletries and perfumes in public, especially places where you are confined for hours (airplanes, theaters, dining rooms). I think they might if they knew how bad a migraine can be or how disconcerting it is to have your throat feel obstructed by fumes. Especially hard during a flight delay…
Dear siblings, I get that watching parents age is hard but having one of us refuse to talk with the rest of us or meet and making unilateral decisions is not really the best course of action either.
Wow, you post about problems and want everyone to help but refuse to let any of us have our say. Hmmm wonder why folks aren’t wanting to follow your leadership?
This is absolutely ridiculous!
78$ move out charge isn’t that much for an apartment that likes to rip-off from the students, but I don’t have to contact the general corporate VICE PRESIDENT just to get this properly investigated because of that fat lump of lazy manager refuses to talk to me! At least the vice president seems to be nice.
EDIT: I WON! I SOWED A VICTORY AGAINST A BIG GREEDY COMPANY!
Wow, got called into the upper, upper management bosses office where he asked me my plans for the future. He offered me a job to take the lead on a new team (just me for now, bigger later) with the opportunity to get a promotion within the next 2 years. Horrible timing but I have to take it just to see if I can meet the challenge. Another plus-- current team members who have been throwing me under the bus lately, will be wondering how this happened. Excited and scared at the same time! go me. 
I love this little puppy, but wow, he can be frustrating. This morning, I couldn’t find the charger cord for my Fitbit. I had disconnected it from my computer in order to connect another device, and I KNEW I’d left it on my desk. I kept looking, and I found the chewed-in-two cord on the floor. $20 to replace. Jazz is lucky he’s so cute!! And it’s endearing how he sticks to me like glue, even outside.