My Letter To Gluten

Dear Gluten, I’m sure many people (including my husband) will think it’s odd writing a letter to you, but for me, it’s the only way to say goodbye. After all, the mere mention of your name sometimes makes my heart ache as if you’re a real person. I’m not ready to lose you. Ok, you’re … More My Letter To Gluten

Pass The Spaghetti

3 years ago in October, I put Willow’s life in the hands of a heart surgeon. 2 years ago in October, Willow was diagnosed with a rare blood disorder after a leukemia scare. 1 year ago in October, a nasty bacterial infection caused Willow to miss Halloween and spend a few nights in the hospital. … More Pass The Spaghetti

On This Day

On this day, two years ago, we handed our youngest daughter, Willow, to a surgeon and our fears to God. On this day, two years ago, we learned that an ordinary looking man can do extraordinary things with a heart the size of a walnut. His name is Dr. Harold Burkhart, but we call him … More On This Day

The Others

I’m a fantastic mother to my daughter, Willow. But, she’s not my only child. I have two others. And sadly, I can’t say the same for them. I’m sure most people would assume parenting Willow is a challenge because of her Down syndrome. Throw in the fact that she’s had some health struggles and has … More The Others

Prepping For Heartbreak

It’s coming. I’ve read enough and have heard enough to know that it definitely… is… coming. It’s been 21 months since my daughter Willow was born. You’d think I’d have something prepared by now. A response, ready in my pocket. A facial expression reserved only for that moment. A gesture, cocked and loaded. I don’t … More Prepping For Heartbreak