Grief has a way of changing you. I never really understood it until about two years ago even though I’ve had my fair share of grief before that. Grief. What is it? Depends on where you look. You can google... Continue Reading →
I can't tell you why you're walking through this valley I can't tell you just how long you've gotta stay I can't tell you why your heart feels so unsettled or when this all will change But I can tell... Continue Reading →
The day is nearly over. Finally. Today I started my day off a little better than I have in a long time. I haven't been feeling well lately so I've been struggling to get up in the mornings. My body... Continue Reading →
I am not a mother to a breathing child. I do not know what it's likes to be a mother to my own child. But, here's the thing. I love like a mother. I think like a mother. I speak like... Continue Reading →
I've never had a green thumb. I've always wanted to be an amazing gardener because my mama was. I used to love watching her garden when she babysat me as mom and dad were off working. I can remember how... Continue Reading →
It hits at the most inopportune time. Before you go to bed after a long laborious day at work. As your feet hits the docks on your way for a boat ride. Descending the stairs to the pebbled beach. As... Continue Reading →
My favorite childhood memories of Christmas were in Seattle. We'd sit in front of our Christmas tree unwrapping the what seemed like thousands of presents for each of us. My mom and dad taking pictures as they see the smile on our face for each hand wrapped present we received. Later in life it became the whole time throughout November when the choir would spend countless hours of practice to perfect the new songs for the Christmas program. It was excruciating to stand there and re-sing a song over and over but I wouldn't trade that because of the thousands of memories that were created with my family and friends.