In the middle of the night, I curled up with my sleeping son in the bed. I needed the comfort of his miracle to ease what I felt I lost. His breathing made soft echos in our room, and I was in awe that he was alive – we were alive. On Friday afternoon, I […]
I cried again yesterday. After having a great day at work and getting some writing done, I settled on the couch in our living room. Shiloh was already in bed, and I was beginning to put together a shadowbox together for him – an idea I got from a friend on Facebook. I laid out […]
Most of the time I try not to think that I could’ve died a few months ago – that cancer could’ve drug and drowned me six feet under. I have too much and too many people to live for – my son, husband, mom – and all my other family and friends. One of my […]
Last night, I wrestled with a 32 pound cardboard box to pull the pieces of my new hammock stand out. It was around 8:30PM and as the sun dipped below the horizon, I was determined to sit my happy butt in my new hammock before bed. I pulled the black painted metal poles, screws, and […]
Two weeks ago I sat in the dark on the floor in my son’s room with my back against his crib. My knees were curled up to my chest as the screen on my phone made figures on the ceiling. My husband’s supporting shoulder was next to mine but all I could feel was the weakness […]
