In the Midst of Grief, There is Grace
I sat down the curling iron for the last time and looked in the mirror. It wasn’t a full-length mirror,…
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I sat down the curling iron for the last time and looked in the mirror. It wasn’t a full-length mirror,…
Continue ReadingI miss my mom. The things I miss about her surprise me. I miss how easily she put an elaborate…
Continue ReadingWhen your child dies, like my daughter Colette did, your world gets broken into two—the before and the after. The…
Continue ReadingSeptember 5, 2015 was one of the worst days of my life. It was the day I found out my…
Continue ReadingDear Broken-Hearted Mama, I see you. I see the pain that so easily engulfs and the thousands of tears that…
Continue ReadingGrowing up as the daughter of an addict comes with its fair share of baggage. I like to consider myself…
Continue ReadingI miss her in a visceral way. I want to brush her hair back from in front of her eyes,…
Continue ReadingDear Daddy, It’s impossible to believe as of July, I've have lived exactly two-thirds of my life without you here…
Continue Reading"I can't do this," I say to myself as I walk up to the grocery store and pass a lovely…
Continue ReadingGrief takes hold of you and won’t let go. It is intertwined in every aspect of daily life. There are…
Continue ReadingI have been a new mom, single mom, stepmom, and multiples mom. I have had my life upended and had…
Continue ReadingI write a lot about thighs, about body image. I think a lot about my thighs. I blame this on…
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