I Wrote My Own Obituary—And it Was Terrible
I spend 23 hours a day thinking about my weight. OK, that’s a bit extreme—there is sleep, so let’s just…
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I spend 23 hours a day thinking about my weight. OK, that’s a bit extreme—there is sleep, so let’s just…
Continue ReadingDear foster daughter, Thank you. Thank you for allowing me to see how you feel, even when it’s hard. For…
Continue ReadingI don’t know how to parent well in a pandemic. I don’t know how to juggle all the Zooms, all…
Continue ReadingAs a child who grew up in a home with physical, verbal, and emotional abuse, I can tell you that…
Continue ReadingChild of mine, it’s an honor to be your safe place When you were brand new to this big and…
Continue ReadingI have a name You wouldn’t know it. It’s not something that you hear. Mama, honey, can you help me?…
Continue ReadingOh, mama. I know you’re struggling. I can see the pain behind your tired eyes. Your heart and mind are…
Continue ReadingOctober 28, 2019: “I’m so sorry,” she said, as she backed away from the machine as if it were a…
Continue ReadingI am not the mother I thought I'd be. I was going to bring fun and magic to every moment.…
Continue ReadingI will not forget the year my daughter was three, and we were visiting family for the holidays. The wind,…
Continue ReadingThe day I stood before my husband and said, “I do,” was the day I became a stepmom to a…
Continue ReadingWhen a mother says no, she means no. Why is it when a doctor, teacher, coach, or even a gardener…
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