I can’t believe I’m typing again. I get grumpy. Snapping at the kids, snapping at the wife. I roll my eyes at my friends and don’t answer my phone. I get grumpy about 3/4 of the way through the book. OK, that is how it used to be. This time it was a little more… Continue reading EOBM

A man once old me a mother’s job is to teach the child about unconditional love. The father has a more difficult job. Of course, the father loves the child unconditionally, but he must teach the child about conditional love. He must hold the child accountable for his or her actions. If the child doesn’t… Continue reading Conditional Love