Dear moon, I am in awe of you. We awoke early yesterday to see you in your super, blue and eclipsed state. But you were hiding behind the clouds. We spoke of you at dinner and my sweet little one described in his four-year-old way, how Earth would move and the Sun would stay still, … Continue reading Letters to the moon
I have been having the most vivid dreams over the last couple nights and I think my slumbering self is trying to tell my conscious self something. Some of these dreams have been easy for me to interpret - like the one where I was sent to Dubai for work with my child in tow, … Continue reading Dreaming
We finally, after many months of debate, decided to cancel our cable. It seemed like it was becoming an extravagance, a monthly expense we didn't need, and it was time to do without. I made the call early last week and I have to say, we have not missed it. We're spending a little extra … Continue reading Just a little thing
I am embarking on my 'joyous quarter' according to my best friend, as stated over a few (too many) drinks, a soak in a hot tub at a super swag Air BNB, and possibly some other influences. We were gushing over each other at our third 'annual' girls' weekend with my 'minions' - the beautiful, … Continue reading The joyous quarter
On days where I'm tired, and I feel the pressure of life, the stress of work - the difficulties of the tangible - creeping up my spine like an ache I cannot shake, I think of you. I think of you and the beautiful, meaningful, brief life you had here with us. You never knew … Continue reading My path
I often wonder as I go about my busy day, how often do others think of you? I think of you countless times during each and every day. A scent, a voice, a breeze, reminds me of you. The sweatshirt I wore today was given to me on my first 'girls' trip' after the run … Continue reading Thinking of you
Hi, Baby. Six years ago, I carried you safely in my belly. You were tiny, and so was I. I had no idea that in a few short weeks, I would welcome you into the world. I planned for that homecoming to be months away. At that moment, six years ago, I just waited patiently … Continue reading Six years
This Christmas, we awoke in our own home, to the sound of our sweet angel on Earth exclaiming, "Santa came, Mommy" and walked out of our bedroom to his bouncing and clapping with an innocent energy I've only dreamed existed. Christmas last year he had joined our family only days before and was still so … Continue reading So this is Christmas
I had someone ask me recently, 'What is your greatest fear?' I actually had to think about it, for quite a while, because my instant answer was everything. I fear everything. I am scared of waking up every day to the memory of my baby who's no longer with me. I fear raising a child … Continue reading My greatest fear
My husband, sweet angel, and I spent three beautiful Thanksgiving Days together. Each bittersweet, as we had to make tough decisions about the health of our sweet, fragile baby, that alienated the very people who offered us love and support throughout his short life. But we did what we thought was best, and as I … Continue reading Thankful and grieving
Parenting Angels 