We can fool ourselves into thinking that we have our lives well planned out. It was that way for me, being a product of the 1950/60’s: I’d go to college, meet my prince, get married, have children and live happily ever after. As much as I thought I knew what to expect, my life was riddled with surprises. But the last was the most unexpected, compelling me to write Fifth Child, a non-fiction book about the anguish and consequences of a drug-addicted child, which resulted in parenting her child almost since birth.

My husband and I are cast into a shockingly large demographic. Grandparents raising grandchildren is a growing phenomenon in our country because of our shifting economy, unmarried teen mothers, alcohol abuse and illegal drug use. Close to 10 million grandparents comprise the club. We had already raised four children. Jaime was our third child, and Brady is her son, who began calling us Mommy and Daddy when he was three. Readers may be amazed to find calamity overcoming a so seemingly traditional family. But as events and family history unfold, disturbing pitfalls and unfortunate genetic vulnerability reveal fault lines that can sabotage people from any walk of life.

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Friday, May 4, 2012

Here We Go, Again!

Again, I haven't been writing because another change is taking place. Because we're raising a child, we need to move to a more kid-friendly neighborhood. We thought, because Brady always did play dates, we could get away with living in a more adult community. WRONG! Guess who gets to be his play mates when not on play dates? He needs kids around him. So, we're moving on Monday. Needless to say, it's been hectic, crazy and stressful but all in a good way. After we're settled, I'll be back to the blog. Thank you to anyone who's been reading it, especially for your patience. Have a great weekend!


  1. Good luck on the (wise) relocation and your new neighborhood! I hope you are fortunate in finding great neighbors with children your grandson's age. I am a 75-year-old who keeps her not-quite-two-year-old g'son about three times a week (possibly to become more often soon). I do it alone, and with a bad heart, arthritis, etc., but he is the joy of my existence! I prefer keeping him as much as possible, rather than day-caring him at this early, formative, dependent age. I am so sorry for your loss. Losing a child must be the saddest thing one could ever deal with. I hope this little boy continues to be so blessed, having his grandparents care for him, and that you two will have the stamina and motivation to continue to get through the hard times of raising a little one (homework...ugghhh!!!). Just know, you are doing a fantastic thing and he will love you forever for it. Think of the tales he will tell when he is an adult...:-) Good luck, and much joy to override the tough spots!

  2. Thank you so much for your dear comment. Reading it just warmed my heart.
    Yes, losing a child (no matter what the circumstance) is heart-wrenching and never goes away. she left the best of her with us.
    Our move has been one of our better decisions. Brady ran out into the greenbelt behind our home and just laughed with abandon and delight. He said he felt "free"! And we do, too. His friends live around us and he's so happy being with them.
    Many blessings to yo, as well as kudos, for caring for your grandchild. Again, thank you!