The girl that falls.
I never wanted to be that girl, but turns out that I am indeed the girl that falls. A lot. Last Sunday, I was laser-focused and oddly excited. For the first time in a long time my schedule was mostly…
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I never wanted to be that girl, but turns out that I am indeed the girl that falls. A lot. Last Sunday, I was laser-focused and oddly excited. For the first time in a long time my schedule was mostly…
I write a lot about the pain, loneliness and disillusionment that often accompanies grief. I am motivated to be real and vulnerable with the deep pain I have experienced. I have had obvious losses caused by death in my life:…
Smells can have a powerful affect on our emotions, one whiff of a scent from our past and we are flooded with memories. For me it the smell of lilies. For most people lilies have a pleasant aroma, but one…
We have all been there. We have all found ourselves at a funeral of someone that was less than amazing. Years ago, I went to support a co-worker by attending the funeral of her ex-husband and what followed were two…
In anticipation for the release of my book following my grief journey through the loss of a husband and then my son. A second book ’Shaken, not Stirred,’ on my advice for blended families with a focus on Step-mothers. A…
I guess there are many things that are signals that a “girl” has become a “woman”. Things like getting taller, breast development, and the start of menstruation. Some of us start being sexual, some of us become mothers. We think we are…
I am not ashamed of my age, but honestly, I don’t love what is happening to my face nor do I enjoy the daily battle with my suddenly white and wavy hair. I just don’t know how to grow…
When I was 25 years old, I was in love and married to a wonderful man, and we had two little girls. When I was 25 ½, I was suddenly widowed and a single mother to a 2 and 4…
I get it— the lack of Hope in our current society… the shootings, the violence, the elections, the human trafficking. It’s all too much. Even if none of these plagues’ have invaded your front door, I know your house holds…