How many times have you heard someone say they wish they had said I love you more after someone has passed away? How many opportunities to say I love you have passed without the words being said?
Perhaps love should be expressed 365 days a year, maybe we don’t need a special day to show people we care, but the fact of the matter is, too often, we don’t.
That is why I like Valentine’s Day.
I remember when I was young and my heart belong to me and me alone; I wore it on my sleeve.
When I was wee, my heart would fill with joy at the simplest of things.... pink cotton candy, a game of soccer, climbing a tree etc. It was just as easily disappointed, but was quick to recover.
As a teenager, I seemed to loose control of my heart. It skipped a beat when I saw a certain boy, it sped up if he stood too near, and I thought it might burst with my first kiss.
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Maureen Turner is a social media junkie who has somehow managed to transform some mildly humorous tweets about American Idol into a blog.
What’s her expertise? Keeping the peace, or rather, trying to keep the peace. With one spouse, two ex’s & four children all trying to blend together, it’s not always easy but she somehow makes it work.
Maureen’s here to give you some pointers on how it’s done in her house... and her ex's house... and her husband’s ex's house, and her sister's friend's, and the cousins... oh you get the point! She’ll share the trials and tribulations of being an ex, a step, a women, and a mother – helping to put the F-U in dysfunctional along the way.
In Maureen’s other life, she worked in sports television for almost 15 years and somehow still isn’t a sports fan… unless the kids are playing. She also enjoys writing and has been dreaming of being published since she was a kid. Twitter + Erica Ehm = dream come true!
Follow Maureen on Twitter: @moeturner
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