I’m honored to be up at Mamalode today with a simple little piece inspired by their December theme of strength. Grieving mothers are no stronger than other mothers. We are all incredibly strong.
I was both humbled and proud to debut on the Brain, Child blog yesterday with a piece that was hard for me to write and share, because it says the opposite of what I think most people expect me to… Continue Reading →
Tonight I told a live audience of 200-ish people a story about Hudson and hospitals and brain injuries and death and God and the things that people call miracles. I think that’s about enough for today.
I’m honored to be published at Modern Loss for the first time with a piece about my sad but also strangely satisfying experience of using Timehop as a grieving person.
“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” My son shouted the word over and over again as he ran across the porch of his preschool towards me. Sometimes, this incessant repetition will provoke an automatic biological response that many mothers know well: stomach… Continue Reading →