I’m Learning To Be Soft and Strong
During the weeks we cared for my grandmother in hospice, survival mode felt necessary. There were medications to track. Visitors…
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During the weeks we cared for my grandmother in hospice, survival mode felt necessary. There were medications to track. Visitors…
Continue ReadingI love my husband, John. He's kind and funny, smart and, most importantly, he's committed to our life together. He…
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Continue ReadingMy 8-year-old asked me where his Star Wars water bottle was. I told him to check the dishwasher. He stood…
Continue ReadingI am meeting with my new therapist. She is my age, give or take a year or two, which automatically…
Continue ReadingThere’s a unique kind of guilt that comes with telling people you’re tired of being around them. Not because they…
Continue ReadingI was telling a friend how exhausting some of the invisible labor is around here, and she laughed and said,…
Continue ReadingThe first light of dawn peaked into my bedroom window as angry cries filled the house. Squeezing my eyes shut,…
Continue Reading“I can't do this anymore,” I moaned as I sat on the edge of the bed. Gingerly yet clumsily, I…
Continue ReadingWe argued about an orange last night after dinner. Not even a large orange. A tiny mandarin. As emotions escalated…
Continue ReadingI have four kids, so I have felt many levels of exhaustion over the past 13 years since becoming a…
Continue ReadingRecently, I took a step of faith in my personal and mental health—a choice that was important for not only…
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