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Single Moms, Take Your Daughter to the Father Daughter Dance

What do you do when your daughter comes home with a paper from the father daughter dance? Well, a lot of you may just go out and buy your little girl a dress and tell your husband what you think he should wear. What if you don't have a husband or boyfriend? I was faced with that decision twice.  The first time my daughter brought a paper home for a father daughter dance was when she was in Kindergarten. She came home all smiles and so excited to go! At the time, I was in a same-sex relationship. I wasn't really sure what to do. Here my child was all excited to go to a dance, but there was no father around to take her. I didn't want her to miss out because of something that was out of her control. I ended up taking her myself! She had so much fun that night. She clung next to me the entire time. I knew I made the right decision.  Fast forward to the fifth grade. My daughter was 10 years old now. She came home with another paper for a father daughter dance. This time she wasn
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The Most Emotional Days of my Life

One of the most emotional things someone will go through in life is losing a parent. It doesn't matter how old you are or how young you are. It doesn't matter how strong you think you are or how many deaths you have already witnessed. It hits most of us in the same way.  On a cold day in October, I was at work singing along with the radio that we had set up in the window next to my work station. The phone rang. My co-worker answered it. It was for me. I got on the phone and I herd my older sister crying. She had told me that Dad was sent to hospice today. From experience, I knew what that meant. This was most likely one of his last days.  My father had been in the hospital for cancer. At the time, I lived in Indiana, but I had came back and forth to Ohio to visit him. In the previous days, he had been talking and laughing. The last thing I herd him say was, "I love you baby." I never knew that those would be the last words I would ever hear him say.  On the ride to ho

A Letter to Me

Have you ever wished you could travel back in time and tell your younger self things you know now? What would you tell them? Would you try to change anything? I've thought about this more than once. So today, I'm writing a letter to myself at 17 years old.  Gerri, Hey beautiful! (I called you that because I know you're needing it right now.) Today I am (you are) 29 years old. I know, I know, you have a ton of questions. I'll try to make this as short as I can. Stop being so shy! Talk to people you normally wouldn't find yourself talking to. I know some people may look perfect but we all struggle with things. Yes, even the shiny people. Be yourself. Be funny. You wouldn't believe how many times I've been told, "Omg! You're so funny!" Omg means, oh my God by the way. It's a term a lot of people use when they are excited. Anyway, please think about trying out for the volleyball team at school! I know you want to deep down, but you feel as if y