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I'm the mother of 3 wonderful children who both amaze me and drive me crazy.  They at 11, 12 and 15 years old.  Not very young kids, but not yet grown.

My dear parents are in their mid-70s.  Old enough to have slowed down a bit, but not so old that they need my help on a regular basis.

I'm a lawyer by training, but I've retired my law license.  At 44 years old.  

I have several disabling conditions that have prevented me from working for five years now.  But I do plenty of work.  I'm a stay-at-home mom and homemaker. I'm an aspiring writer.

I'm Catholic by upbringing, but am (probably) in the process of leaving the Church.  Last month's announcement by the Pope that priests cannot bless same-sex marriages was the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back.  I just don't think I can stay anymore.

I've been happily married for 18 years. There are no "buts" when it comes to my marriage.


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