I know for a fact some people are positively sick of me talking about my grief journey, but I have to admit – I’m really sure I don’t care. Losing a parent in your 30s is just a special kind of screwed up. You’re old enough to be an adult, so it feels like you… Continue reading Untethered
This is a departure from my cancer talk, but I’ve promised to be honest about my journey, and that includes my mental health journey too. My mother would be positively mortified to know I was publicly talking about this, so in advance – I’m sorry Mom, but silence is the friend of mental illness, and… Continue reading Me and The Ghost
I have a confession to make. Holy Week is one of the most – if not the absolute most – spiritual time of year for me. I’m not the most traditionally religious person you know. By a long shot. I tend to be rather private about my religious beliefs. I believe what I believe, but… Continue reading When The Night Falls
Time. The one thing we never have enough of. The thing that flies by so quickly. The thing we don’t appreciate enough. I stand and look around my life, and I don’t know how time has passed so fast. Somehow, my kids aren’t toddlers anymore; they’re halfway through high school. Somehow, it’s been ten years… Continue reading 6 Months Later
Well, we’re here. I didn’t expect to see three years since my diagnosis, much less to see three years with yet another (thank God, literally) clean scan behind me. Three years ago, I felt the walls closing in around me. I summoned up a strength I didn’t realize I possessed. I did not go gently… Continue reading trois
No disrespect intended to Rage Against the Machine, but I need to get this off my chest, because I have been stewing on this since I got the call a month ago today from my aunt that I needed to get down to Baton Rouge as soon as possible. I literally dropped everything in my life,… Continue reading Vaccinating in the name of…
