I am done. It’s taken me 40 years, but I am done caring what other people think of me. I’ve been called beautiful; I’ve been called ugly. I’ve been called fat and I&r… Read More
I lost it today. I hit my lowest point, a moment I’m not proud of, even embarrassed to admit.
That dent in the wall? That’s from me.
That toy I’m holding? Yep, I threw it… Read More
As I walked into the room, the atmosphere was electric. Voices and laughter drowned out the music from the DJ in the ballroom. 20 years has gone by since I walked the halls of high school, y… Read More
Newborn: a tiny human that resembles a loaf of bread — if that loaf of bread could scream and had no control over any of its bodily functions. Those first hours and days with a newborn… Read More
It’s a familiar place. The distinct smell and sounds bring me back to four years ago, when my family called this place home for nearly six months. It’s as if we never left this p… Read More