A Pandemic Feels Different When You Grew Up Poor
I grew up poor. Not “Christmas will be lean this year” poor, but “Christmas only happens if someone picks you…
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I grew up poor. Not “Christmas will be lean this year” poor, but “Christmas only happens if someone picks you…
Continue ReadingYes, I have anxiety. No, I’m not fearful. Let’s just start there. I’m not afraid of contracting this virus. I’m…
Continue ReadingThe first time I tried alcohol I was in eighth grade. I snuck out after my parents were asleep and…
Continue ReadingDear grandparents, We miss you. We’ve been advised to stay home for a bit to help keep you safe. Of…
Continue ReadingI have asthma, but I’ve gone without taking a single puff of my inhaler for about 10 years until this…
Continue ReadingWe could have lost them on three different occasions. To a lengthy battle with breast cancer. To a life-altering, health…
Continue ReadingAfter nearly losing my life delivering my second daughter, I suffer from health anxiety. I am much better today, better than…
Continue ReadingDear world, When all of this is over, something strange is going to happen. When the quarantine lifts and we…
Continue ReadingI am writing this morning from a place of grief. Seems like a heavy place to start, but the truth…
Continue ReadingYour world is caving in. It starts as a confusion. You may have never had a heart attack, but you…
Continue ReadingMy husband called it on the last Friday of January. As he, our 19-year-old, and I sat down to relax…
Continue ReadingMusic connects. It inspires. It moves us–both physically and emotionally. Have you ever heard a song and found yourself transported…
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