The Hardest Part of this Journey…

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…

Where We’re At

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

Forgotten

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

It’s Her Birthday and I’ll cry if I Want to!

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!