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I remember growing up and adults talking about their glass either being half empty or half full. I would roll…
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I remember growing up and adults talking about their glass either being half empty or half full. I would roll…
Continue ReadingDear mama, It’s weird to hear that, isn’t it? You know you are a mama. And yet . . . Your…
Continue ReadingMy baby was stillborn, but still born. In a cool white hospital room where so many had been born before.…
Continue ReadingI want you to know that I heard you. I heard your sobs as I was leaving the OBGYN’s office…
Continue ReadingWe are NOT what has happened to us or what this world says we are. That is not what defines…
Continue ReadingWithin the first three months following the death of my newborn daughter, I participated in one baby shower, attended two…
Continue ReadingFollowing the death of our infant daughter, I found myself facing an opportunity to activate the immense power of personal…
Continue ReadingYou are walking the hardest path anyone will ever walk—living this life without your children. Your losses have come in…
Continue ReadingDear Mama, I know you miss me and wish you could watch me grow up. But instead, you sit in…
Continue ReadingI used to be someone who said, "God doesn't give you more than you can handle." That was before I…
Continue Reading“We should get a tattoo, Mom.” I laughed. I knew it was just my younger daughter, Sarah’s way of getting…
Continue ReadingI tried to wean off of Zoloft and couldn’t. And that’s OK. I had never really been aware of the…
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