Spending Thanksgiving Living Out a Hotel

in , by Linda B Hurd, November 25, 2021

I'm here, but I am not alone. I am here with God and my children. My son and my daughter have no idea where we are. They do not know how we ended up living out of an extended stay hotel. I have the answers for them in the future, even if the question is never asked. This is my first Thanksgiving without my spouse. It hurts. I feel defeated from allowing my past self to have my current and two kids going through this. My codependency on my spouse was too intense, and I am finally breaking free. 

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It’s been one week since I packed up multiple garbage bags filled with belongings for my two children and me. My heart was enraged in pain from my husband’s words. Tears streamed down my face. As I readjusted the purple microfiber towel that was on my head. My husband of almost eight years professed with his chest and back turned that he was seeing another woman. 

Establishing Boundaries With Nosy People

in , , , by Linda B Hurd, October 09, 2021
When the phone rings or when a text message comes across your phone displaying a particular number or phone contact, be at peace within your heart with the decision not to answer. I have had people come into my life that only want to talk to me about what's going on with my personal business. I am sure you can relate too. 

 “Go in the house and wash yo’ ass, chile.” 

That’s what some of the black parents and grandparents used to yell at me and the other children that were still outside running around in our yards during the heart of the summer in southeast Louisiana.