Family. Real. Raw. Broken. Beautiful.
Healing is not linear. Every option available to the kid and to us as parents right now is a rotten option. Nothing makes sense and nothing is clear – actually nothing make sense and the only thing that is clear is our love for this child.
April 5, 2022, 6 years deep into treatment for depression and an anxiety disorder, and just one month into a partial hospitalization program to treat a crisis point in their mental health; my eldest child was officially “stepped down” from the full day program to the afternoon program.
As we count down the hours to a new decade, it seems to me that more than new year resolutions, we could all benefit from some thoughtful life choices that…
Sometimes there can be an odd sort of symmetry to life. Something happens in one part of life and then is unexpectedly mirrored back to you in a different part…
It’s been almost 3 years since we made the decision to use medication as a tool to help my son manage his mental health. 3 years of the trial and…
March 8. International Women’s Day. My social media feeds are full of inspirational and aspirational posts celebrating women. That’s nice. It’s nice to have a “day” to celebrate the achievements…
My son was born tongue-tied. Literally. Many people don’t know that tongue-tie is an actual thing…Tongue-tie (ankyloglossia) is a condition present at birth that restricts the tongue’s range of motion.…
Confession time… Lately, I have been really, really, really bad at life. All of the little stuff that makes long to-do lists – it’s just not getting done lately. Adulting is hard…Parenting…
We're All A Little Broken 