Fractured Open
These last five days have been humbling, quieting, and revealing. I am often hesitant to publicly share about experiences like this because I get trapped by the Not-Enoughness Police.
You Have Permission To Be Human
Her fingers are trembling. It’s so subtle it might even have gone unnoticed. Yet though nearly imperceptible, her own body has given her up. She is shaking.
I Played A Game of Craigslist Curb Alert
Last Friday I played a game of Craigslist Curb Alert: Announcing: one smallish but smiling, Free Maelyn. Stranded on the street…
Hello, my name is Grace
Here we go again. Deep breath. Truth be told, my current deep breath capacity is shallow at best. Last night I found too late, my physical edge.
A song called Surrender {Poem}
I knew him-not well. Maybe never again…
No More Amateur Moments
Quietly we embrace. There are tears in his eyes and the moment is bittersweet. Touched by his emotion, I feel a lump in my throat. I hadn’t expected this to be a farewell