Six Months Without Scrolling
Hey, friends. It’s quarter after nine on a Tuesday morning. I’m sitting at my desk with a cup of hot…
Hey, friends. It’s quarter after nine on a Tuesday morning. I’m sitting at my desk with a cup of hot…
When Roman was born, I had a shiny new diaper bag, chock full of “necessities.” There were diapers and rash…
Hello, friends! I hope that this post finds you well and enjoying the height of summer. We’ve been in a…
“You are not your wounds.” –Charlotte Brontë I once heard it said that we can not know ourselves until we…
I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve started this post in my head. How many poems I’ve stumbled upon,…
I’m tired and sad in a heartbreaking way. I think perhaps I shouldn’t be writing this today. After all, I…
For the past few years, the trend seems to be to declare that one “doesn’t do resolutions.” There’s been a…
A few months ago, I returned to therapy after nearly ten years away. I’m seeing the therapist who changed my…
My heart is preparing itself for winter. I find myself wondering how I will survive. These seasons of my life…