I always told myself that I would never fall in love with a man who has been divorced, let alone one with children. It’s too much of a hassle trying to perform for everyone and you are always left feeling like the “other woman”. You have to be extra nice to the child because you really want him/her to like you even though their mother tells them that you are their competition and that they do not need to listen or respect you. And, the ex-wife? I had nightmares of receiving calls at all hours of the night, supposedly an emergency with the child, just to find out that she was trying to get my man to her apartment for a “reconciliation”. But, you cannot tell your heart who to love and you can’t always contain a bad situation. Read the full story

I love Disney cartoons —I think it’s the child in me that watches in awe as a magical scene unfolds. I especially love “Snow White”. Such a fabulous tale about a young girl overcoming adversity and prevailing in the end—even if she did need a white knight (Prince in this instance) to save her. But, when I think about her Wicked Stepmother, the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. She’s so mean, so evil, so ugly – she deserves to get smacked down in the worst way. From that moment, I promised myself that I would never, ever let the Wicked Stepmother get to me. And, if I ever had stepchildren, I would love them and they would love me because I’m a great person, right? That evil creature would never make an appearance in my life in any way. Read the full story