I’m reminded more and more every day that life is short. None of us are promised tomorrow. I challenge you to write a letter to a parent or both parents, a friend, or a loved one. Tell them how much they mean to you. Tell them what they’ve done to change your life. You never…
appreciation
My miscarriage reminded me that “more” doesn’t always equal happiness.
Photo Credit: Aditya Romansa on Unsplash I was supposed to have a baby last week. Wow, that sounds a little weird to say out loud. I really hadn’t thought a lot about my old due date until it quickly passed by like any other day of the week. Imagining that we could’ve had a…
Why my daughter’s sick days are a gift
After a night of almost no sleep with my sciatica raging and my back injury roaring, I got up ready to face another work day. I got busy making breakfast for my daughter. She began complaining about her stomach hurting, but I hoped it was something minor that would pass. Probably just gas, I thought….