My Birthday Wish
Today is my birthday. I have always loved birthdays – mine and other peoples. I love celebrating a day that is unique to an individual. I’ve even been known to…
Family. Real. Raw. Broken. Beautiful.
Today is my birthday. I have always loved birthdays – mine and other peoples. I love celebrating a day that is unique to an individual. I’ve even been known to…
That memory popped up in my personal Facebook feed this morning… The therapist I referred to in this post a year ago was the brilliant speech language pathologist, who spent…
Last Thursday, we were here. And we were scared and lost and looking for even a glimmer of hope. Today, my husband and I were back at the psychiatrist’s office to discuss his…
The waiting room at my son’s psychologist was particularly full this afternoon. I don’t tend to feel like chatting (hello introvert) while I am waiting for his appointment to…
It’s been a little over 24 hours since I took a took that first step of faith and hit publish on the Facebook page that made this blog public to my…
It’s Monday morning. I’m up and moving – and I’d rather not be. Before I even opened my eyes my mind was racing – reviewing the weekend (and trying to…
This is the lie I told this morning at church… In response to the question “How are you today?” – my answer was “fine, thank you.” Or some version of…
I am writing this post as I sit in a very uncomfortable chair, in the waiting room of an adolescent psychiatrist. This is our first time at his office. My…