This weekend sort of sucks for about 1% of the US population. Every year we are given a sobering reminder that we are missing friends and loved ones who made the ultimate sacrifice in the service of this country.
Just when I thought I had escaped the season without feeling the gaping hole in my heart, an old friend brings the feelings bubbling up to the surface. Tonight’s post (which will probably be deleted tomorrow) is brought to you by my old friend, tequila. You see, many years ago, I would throw a few…Read More
There has been a lot of fence sitting happening in my life. With it, comes general unrest. I usually pride myself in taking decisive actions with measured outcomes, but it seems that I have found myself in a sort of limbo that I cannot seem to choose my way out of. I am…Read More
This essay was shared with me in confidence, and my dear friend will remain anonymous by her request. This very subject brings out ever primal instinct in me to fight and protect and cry all at the same time. Friend- I can find no words. You have always been a strong personality in my day…Read More
Miscarriage is devestating. I know I’ve told my stories about my struggles with fertility, but please know that though it is extremely common, it is heartbreaking to lose a child. I went through a cycle of feeling dead inside and hated myself, too. But we don’t have to suffer alone. This post was written by…Read More
Having a daughter has completely derailed me. Things that I have kept high on a shelf, have come down to tiny hands that don’t understand the frailty of the memories they hold. My father being in the military, we rarely lived close to family. When we did go “home” to visit, we stayed with my…Read More
I’ve known this for a while, but I have a very disturbing obsession with tragically losing my husband or my son.