Camping should be relaxing. Not with my husband Crow. The car was packed, the tank full and then came a rattle. Sleeping bags, check, ice, check, blow up matress check, argument check, end of weekend check.
I got divorced and all I got from the settlement was his name. Miss Mrs Ms Me. We take on a man's name often without thought, without thinking that we loose part of ourselves. Now it's time to reclaim our identity.
