Author: Anomama

I asked Rusty why his grown daughter had stopped visiting, and after supper he shoved me. At 6:20 the next morning, I made a call he thought I would never…

My husband said he’d be pulling Sunday overtime at the warehouse in Cordele. “Six to two, babe. Don’t hold supper.” At 10:52 that morning, the little blue dot f…

My daughter tugged my shirt in the church potluck line while her daddy stood two people back, telling the pastor about our $61,000 refinance. “Mom,” she whisper…

“Don’t turn around, Mama,” my son whispered from the front row at my sister’s memorial. It had been nine years since we buried his sister’s ashes. I turned arou…

“Read that deposit slip before it goes up,” the old woman next door called as my husband backed us out of the driveway. At the credit union drive-through, Derri…

My husband stood on a picnic table at his family reunion and told sixty relatives I was after his grandmother’s money. I was carrying her plate because she coul…

I signed my husband’s name on a $600 check once, and he’d thrown it in my face for eleven years. Last Tuesday, at 1:40, on our way to the lawyer’s…

My son’s wife moved into my house last spring, and since then my daycare money had come up $180 short every single week. So I told them I would stay…

At noon on Sunday, two days after my husband shoved me into the refrigerator in front of his mother, I set the pierogies on the table and slid a paper…

Part 1: The Uniform My Mother Rejected For twelve years, my hometown believed I had abandoned my family. My mother made certain of it. On the morning of my father’s memorial, I sat alone…