I’m so glad you found me.
Strange, huh? (Can we take our shoes off yet? Can someone get me a Diet Coke?)
Maybe this will start to feel like home. That’s the hope.
I wasn’t expecting Thursday to turn out like it did. I met with my boss, who said he wants momaha.com to take a different direction. Instead of the personal stories I’ve been sharing for the past many months, I’m now to focus on parenting topics of a more general nature.
I’m not allowed to write about my journey through divorce and single parenthood and falling in love again. I’m not allowed to write about making homemade applesauce and watching the little girl dance with apple peels draped around her neck. I’m not allowed to write about “Re-introducing Veronica Daehn” or about choosing happiness or about writing the message “Be brave” on my hand because that day it was the only way I could get through.
Nah. I’m not. And I spent much of Thursday and part of Friday feeling really sad about that. My boss was clear, though: No more “diary” entries. No more “fluff.”
I wasn’t prepared. I thought we were meeting to talk about traffic and profitability and a website redesign I’ve been trying to make happen for the past 11 months.
Instead, I was told the Mom Daily spot where I’ve been writing will now be used to highlight parenting topics and trends, stories of interest in the news … a much more general sort of thing.
I very much disagree with the decision.
But he’s the boss.
I’ll keep writing the more personal stuff here.
I’m so glad you found me. I hope you check back often.
And please, take off your shoes. Let’s share a Diet Coke.