Parenthood: Working on brave.

The other morning, strapping my son in and tucking his blanket around him in his seat because the air is crisp in the mornings now, he thanked me. My two and a half year old thanked me for performing something so basic for him because he was unable to do it himself. Along our morning […]

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Parenthood: Time is fleeting.

In a world that is growing in its lack of compassion and love, I’m fighting to show my son what it means to hang on to those two very important things. He holds a hand on my wrist as if to tell me, even long after he has fallen asleep: “Mommy, don’t go.” I have […]

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Parenthood: Finding the light and color again.

Seeing the world through my son’s eyes has brought a vibrancy back into my own world. His world is still full of bright, fun, splashy colors. His heart doesn’t understand or know heartbreak. He hasn’t experienced loss. Hate. Pain that is outside of physical. He hasn’t been wronged or cheated in his life yet. He […]

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I am fearful.

I feel that this posting needs to start off with a few things before we get into the “dirt” of it… First, I’m not religious. By any means. For the longest time, just to get my paternal grandfather riled up, I’d say I was “anti organized religion”. Eventually, I just became a “non practicing Catholic”. […]

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