The hardest part of this journey is seeing Willow’s worth but knowing some will always view her as unworthy. Unworthy of respect. Unworthy of a conversation. Unworthy of equal opportunity. Unworthy of a living wage. Unworthy of inclusion. Unworthy of love. The hardest part of this journey is knowing that no matter how amazing Willow … More The Hardest Part of this Journey…
It’s over. The school year is officially done. 2nd grade, a thing of the past. To say I’m in shock is an understatement. It’s also ironic, as I began the school year the same way, in shock. Just a different kind. After almost a year and a half of doing school at home, I wanted … More Peace Out!
Once upon a time, I used this blog like a therapist. I wrote, I processed, I released and I healed. This journey we’re on is full of highs and lows and the ride between the two often leaves my stomach in knots. Writing helps me unravel those tangled up feelings. Unfortunately, we’re at a point … More Where We’re At
I get it. I understand why we’re here. She doesn’t. My daughter, Willow, knows she should be in school. She gets that Sunday’s are church days, Wednesday nights are for Awana. Stores are for exploring and restaurants made for eating. But we’re not doing any of those things. Life is at a standstill. Willow gets … More Forgotten
Everything seems surreal these days. People are walking around in masks. Stores are putting limits on toilet paper and canned soup. Temperature checks are standard at the dentist and eye doctor. And my youngest daughter, Willow, is turning 7! Crazy, right? S-E-V-E-N. How is this happening? Is this all a dream? Nope. Whether I like … More It’s Her Birthday and I’ll cry if I Want to!
I haven’t blogged in months. At first, it was an issue of time. Now, it’s an issue of words. I don’t know what to write. My thoughts are a mess. My words aren’t any prettier. The nightly news makes me sad. Social media makes me mad. My heart feels heavy too many hours of the … More What happened?
A good friend of mine once said, “I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way.” Her name was Whitney. Whitney Houston. Our friendship started when I was in elementary school. To be honest, it was a little one sided. Whitney would do all the talking. I would … More I Believe The Children Are Our Future…
You’re looking at the Christmas card that never made it to the printers. If I’m being honest, it never even made it to the website that magically turns pictures into cards. So, I guess you’re just looking at a picture. It’s off-center, kinda blurry. There’s a pile of stuff in the corner. My son is … More 2020 Vision
I never thought it would feel this way. I thought I would cry more. I thought I’d be anxious. I thought I’d reconsider our decision to let her go. Instead, I’m sipping coffee, enjoying the quiet and smiling at the thought of what my youngest daughter, Willow, is up to right now. She’s at kindergarten. … More What it Feels Like to Send My Daughter to School
A few people have asked me if I’ve stopped blogging. The short answer is “no.” The long answer? I don’t have time. And when I do have a spare moment, I don’t have words. I want to write. It’s my release. It’s my “thing.” I’m just having a hard time finding the words to describe life … More My Return And (Temporary) Farewell