This post is about my twin miscarriage. This is a taboo, yet very common, life event. Now that I have walked through it myself, I…
Continue reading → in honor of Milo & Mila: a letter to the Momma who just miscarried.
Decide together. What kind of story do you want to tell your grandchildren one day? The mirror broke and the ice cream melted, so you wallowed the rest of the day? Or the mirror broke and the ice cream melted, so you took a shot of tequila together, smooched behind the bar, laughed and kept dancing? Which way do you want to start the rest of your story together? How will you set the tone for how you two handle the curve balls for the rest of forever? It’s all up to you. Start early on those vows, and vow together to trudge through the crazy. I promise you, laughing through it all is so worth it. Tie the knot, cross my heart.
When — not if but when — the hurtful, doubtful comments start surfacing to the waves around you, what will you do?
To the family members & friends of a recently diagnosed chronically ill loved one...one in the thick of surgeries & diagnoses...let's chat.I know you feel…
Continue reading → chronically Sick (of being misjudged & misunderstood).
(and what I did to shake it off and grow through it!)
I have two critics. Well...two that actually sting. I am positive there are more. In fact, I could list a few more off the top…
I knew that as we shared this news, someone else was receiving a no, a not yet, a not the right fit, and a we need further scans.
I got my blood drawn last week. It's the proudest I have been of myself in a long time. No drugs and no one but…
When I first started dating my husband Luke, I covered my mouth anytime joy tried to sneak out of the corners of my mouth. This…
One morning this most recent spring, I noticed my hands very openly trembling as I perched them upon my laptop to type up a budget…