My Toxic Dad became a Toxic Grandpa
When I was a young girl, I looked up to my father. I loved him so much, and simply could…
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When I was a young girl, I looked up to my father. I loved him so much, and simply could…
Continue ReadingMy mom died. She died, but I became free. For the very first time in my life, I’m not worried…
Continue ReadingThey say a mother's love is unconditional. That’s what they say at least. But my mother's love, if you’ll even…
Continue ReadingIt’s so utterly destructive. It’ll knock the wind—no the very oxygen—out of your sails. It’s nauseating. Conflicting. Terrifying. And so…
Continue ReadingI am and always will be a self-described mini-train wreck. I’m disorganized, have trouble keeping my house clean, and my…
Continue ReadingAs I was scrolling through my Timehop, I came across a picture. That picture was of my mother and my…
Continue ReadingI’m on a path in life that is so different from what I ever imagined growing up. It’s a path…
Continue ReadingTwo and a half years ago, with tears in my eyes, an ache in my heart, and an eight-month pregnant…
Continue ReadingIt’s a weird thing, mourning the living. It’s like your brain just can’t quite wrap itself around the process the…
Continue ReadingHow desperately I wish you could read this as you stand at the precipice of parenthood. I know how scared…
Continue ReadingYou hear a lot about being mothered during your mothering season . . . Calling your mom throughout the day…
Continue ReadingThis holiday season as you’re making preparations for family visits, school parties, church events, food drives, travel, cooking, cleaning, shopping,…
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