Melissa Schaff

Alcoholism

After the debacle of my starter marriage, I made sure my eyes were open when I started dating my forever husband. He, like me, was a mild social drinker. He would have a glass of wine at night, maybe a beer, maybe two. We would have more on weekends or when we were out withContinue reading “Alcoholism”

Alcoholic

I remember a time when I was 14 or 15, a tough age for a girl. I would find full bottles of alcohol hidden in linen closets, under furniture, and in the basement. I remember being so disgusted with my mom that I would loathingly pour the alcohol down the bathroom sink drain and refillContinue reading “Alcoholic”

Priestess

I saw a petite, slender woman clad in a deep emerald green velvet cloak. The hood of her cloak was large and hid her face. Tied at her waist was a golden cord with golden tassels. She walked with confidence, grace and surety. Her pace was not too fast, not too slow. I heard sheContinue reading “Priestess”

Unloveable

As a child, this petite freckle-nosed boy with unevenly cut bangs cried at the supper table one night because he wanted to move back to his old house. He begged his mom, tears streaming down his face, to be able to do so. His mom, who had recently remarried, moved her children into a newContinue reading “Unloveable”

Healing

As I said in the first blog, months have passed since I began writing this series of blogs. When I first started, I couldn’t write the Betrayal blog. I sincerely tried, but it gave me a huge helping of PTSD. It actually set me back in my healing process. I’m also acutely aware that ourContinue reading “Healing”

Aftermath

We sat on the couch holding hands. Our daughter was taking a much needed nap. We were both emotionally spent, but there was work to be done. Together, we were discussing how we wanted to move forward. He had made it very clear he wanted to remain by my side. He said he couldn’t bearContinue reading “Aftermath”

Revelation

Before all of this happened, I had made plans with my niece, Michele, my past life twin. She was born when I was six, so she is much more like a sister than a niece. She recently moved to Fargo, and we were to have a much-anticipated Girl’s Night out. All day long, though, IContinue reading “Revelation”

Betrayal

We were spending the night in a hotel room having had a swim party for our recently turned four-year-old. The wine and beer flowed freely as did the conversations. The little girl’s laughter was frequent and sugar-fueled. My husband was mastering the claw machine, and all the littlies were delighted to receive a plethora ofContinue reading “Betrayal”

Affair

PREFACE: You know me, dear readers, there’s always more to the story, especially when I’m authoring it. I hope you see these blogs for what they are: a beautiful and inspiring story that sprang from the most craptastic of circumstances. I’ll ask that you not judge, harass, or belittle anyone I’ve written about, for that is not whatContinue reading “Affair”

Chosen

He can smell the weather, sort of like a snake can detect smells with its tongue. I intuit his intuitive abilities far exceed mine. He can speak and understand, on some level, any language, any language, human, alien, or animal. He is a divining rod for deceased people. He can’t stop the frequency he emits,Continue reading “Chosen”