Here’s how I think about parenting after divorce, and all the sticky messy goodness that comes with it.
I grew up believing that I could do and be anything I wanted. Not in a dessert-before-dinner-stay-up-past-midnight way, but in a you-control-your-destiny way. My parents raised the three of us grounded in the understanding that we could achieve any goal we worked toward. They actively encouraged our possibilities: like dissecting the frog in Biology? Perhaps [...]