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Carol Shwanda chronicles her blended family's lives and experiences offering hope, guidance, wisdom, inspiration and humor to anyone who is in or about to enter into a blended family.

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I would like my blog to be a forum for my readers to share their stories and experiences and express their views and opinions about being a part of a blended family. I am working on a book tentatively titled:Blended Family Stories. It will be an in depth look at the real life challenges and joys of successful blended families. If you would like to be part of my research I'd love to hear from you.Take my Blended Family survey

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  • Published on April 3, 2009

    People ask me all the time, “How soon do you introduce your kids to your dates?”  I can say from experience, “Not for a long time.” Kids do not need to see boyfriends and girlfriends coming and going. And no matter how much you think you are always going to stay close to the person you are dating, you won’t. Trust me.  Read the rest of this entry »

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  • Published on April 2, 2009

     A couple of years ago, right around the time Paul and I got engaged, I read a book called The Jew Store by Stella Suberman. It is a memoir of her childhood growing up as a member of the only Jewish family living in the rural South in the early 1920′s. Suberman’s father, Aaron Bronson, was a Russian immigrant who settled in New York City and hated city life. He longed for the beautiful farmlands of his native country and when an opportunity arose to manage a dry goods store in Concordia, TN, he jumped at the chance.  Suberman’s mother was beside herself. Not only did she fear for her family’s safety, she was concerned her children would not get a proper Jewish education. She went to her mother for advice, hoping she would be her allie. Instead her mother told her, “Go. Be a warm stone in your husband’s pocket.” When I read those words I made a vow to always be a warm stone in my husband’s pocket. Read the rest of this entry »

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