It took several years -- and myriad battles about who would sit next to mom -- for me to figure out the perfect way to fly: separate from my children.
I think that whole "You complete me" thing is bullsh*t. The only person who can make you complete is yourself.
I eventually got divorced because I was so lonely and depressed and I just couldn't live like that anymore. I decided I needed to give myself a chance for happiness.
Melissa Etheridge, based on the amount of money you make, do you really think it's OK to pay your ex -- the person who spends the most time with your children and takes care of them while you're traveling -- just $2,000 a month? And Tammy Michaels, $800 a month for dining out ... and $6,000 for rent?! Come on!
Yesterday was my 50th birthday, and I spent it surrounded by forty women I know and love. I looked around the room and realized that most of them are moms. Over the years, we have watched our children grow, discussed house rules and cell-phone policies, picked up carpool shifts and hiked away our troubles.
James F. is a Connecticut-based dad who works in commercial real estate. He has been married twice and divorced twice. He has three boys -- a stepson and two sons -- from his second marriage. His boys are 20, 14 and 9.
I have major disdain for my children's proclivity to text. My 12-year-old is especially guilty.