She’s weepy when she’s feverish or anxious. This bold daughter of mine, she lets down her walls as her eyes brim and her small body leans in for reassurance in our arms. This holiday break was a game of viral dominos, of falling pieces, the… Read More
Everything Changes: And That’s Okay
Subtitle for this would have to be: I Didn’t Expect to Have a Mini-Stroke at 42 What’s funny is that I have another post already titled the same, but it’s about something in my past that feels so completely irrelevant and unimportant now, given how… Read More
The Frozen Moon 