Trust Your Struggle

“My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t care that they are naked, there is something burning in here.” —Andrea Gibson Sometimes we want to say something, but words fail us. Maybe we want to describe the goosebumps that crawl all over our bodies while listening to Nina Simone. Or the rush…

Losing a Pet

For the past two weeks I’ve been intensely struggling with Mika’s death. Long story short, she was my baby. I raised her from a tiny kitten. I considered her a daughter and not a pet. She was an inside/outside cat. She was a hunter. Sometimes she would go away all day, but she always came…

Finding Beauty & Strength in Pain

October has always been one of my favorite months. Halloween is my favorite holiday. Autumn in New Jersey is gorgeous—the air smells crisp & sweet, of wonderful things like apple cider, pumpkin pie, & fallen leaves. The trees are afire with ghastly splashes of red, orange, and yellow—the sky is like the great fiery breath…