At this time, I have decided to join my two blogs into one. I keep finding myself copying one post to the other because they both apply and I love the stepmoms out there. I would love it if you would follow me and update my blog on your bloglist to

www.erambling.net

Wrote a post called The Door, here is an exerpt -

I went outside to do something. At the moment, I can’t seem to recall why. Regardless, I am out here. I look around and there are dark clouds moving in, threatening to open up and unleash torrential rain. The ground is barren and rocky. It is bone chilling cold. And quiet. I take a deep staggering breath. I realize I am still outside.

I go back toward the house. The glass door stares back at me. My reflection doesn’t look like me. I walk up to it and press my face to the glass. My breath comes out and fogs the door. I can’t see anyone, but I know they are in there. I can hear the music. I smell the food. The lights are on and it feels like a party. Where is everyone?

I knock. I hear myself say, “Hello? Can you hear me?” But there is no one.

I remember my car keys are in my pocket. I could just walk around to the front. That would mean climbing over the fence. But I could do it. I know I could. I just keep hoping someone will open the door. Don’t they know I am out here? Don’t they realize that I am gone?

Thanks so much for being such great readers, listeners and my humble therapy group. The comedy and craziness continues at Eramlings (rainy days, randomness and my pursuit). I hope you will come along with me.