Dear Strong Mom…you are not alone

Dear Strong Mom; I see you. I see you in those moments before you breathe in deep, square your shoulders and paste a smile on your face. I see you as you hide your shaky hands and nod, as if taking in the info dump you will barely remember as you walk away from the...

Living a nightmare for 3 years

For the past three years, I can say with confidence I’ve lived through hell. Have I survived? That remains to be seen. Most days, I would say yes. Some days, the answer is no. Today, it’s a no. For the past three years, my family has walked through the...

It’s okay to not be okay

This hasn’t been the easiest of posts for me to write. I’m pretty sure I’ve deleted more words than I’ve written and I’m still not sure if what I’m trying to actually say makes any lick of sense either but if you’ve been in my...