The Dysfunction of My Past is Not My Future
I had my first baby at 17. I heard the whispers. I was “just like my mother.” I married young—again,…
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I had my first baby at 17. I heard the whispers. I was “just like my mother.” I married young—again,…
Continue ReadingIt started when I packed away the last of his bottles to sell online. It was the moment I realized…
Continue ReadingMama, you look like Jesus when . . . You’re wiping down the high chair for the third time today.…
Continue ReadingTo my Poppy, Even though we never met I can clearly picture you. I can see my dimples in your…
Continue ReadingMy parents bought me a beautiful Mediterranean-style, hope chest for Christmas that year, and I began saving juice glasses from…
Continue ReadingYou know the scenario. The one where she hurls accusations and insults you know aren’t true, but they still sting…
Continue ReadingHey, mom. Yes, you. You don't have to have it all together. I know. That's crazy right? We're moms. We're…
Continue ReadingWe know the world can seem big and out of control. We feel it too. That’s why we believe so…
Continue ReadingI couldn’t help stopping and taking my daughter’s picture. We weren’t doing anything remarkable or special—we had simply come for…
Continue ReadingBefore I became a mom, I used to think motherhood happened simply. That amidst the positive pregnancy tests, the baby…
Continue ReadingMy story is a simple one, but like everyone's, it has some detours and many twists and turns. It has…
Continue ReadingI want a rewind button. A simple little tool to take back all the things I say and do as…
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