If Only I Could Do This Grief Thing Right …
When our son died in December 2010, I was hurting. A lot. His unexpected death shellshocked me emotionally, taking its toll on my ability...
From a Broken-hearted Mommy: A Letter to my Child
Sometimes I wonder if you would have had brown eyes like your daddy, red hair like your brothers, or would have liked math like me, your...
Running … to Hope
Joe felt trapped. Instinctively, he ran. But things only worsened. Most of us are like Joe. Parents blame and shame. Our teenagers resist...
The Wonder of Tears
Storms ravaging communities. Foods appealing to our appetites. A young person missing for days. Jewels promising happiness. War...
Look Up this Thanksgiving
“Every day I take a walk in the neighborhood,” I explained to my hairdresser as she cut my hair. “After having had rheumatoid arthritis...
Mother’s Day, Messes, and Miracles
My life will never be the same, I thought, tears in my eyes. That was the night I knew I had crossed from orderly, married life to a...
