Dear H, When you don't know where to begin, always start with what you know. I wish when your world tips a little, you'd learn to lean on this too. Darling, I don't know a lot about how you're growing up. Details are far and few in between. Honestly, we don't know each other these… Continue reading It’s not love that ends.
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Mirror
Every year, although sometimes belated, I sit down and write a love letter to my daughters for their birthday. This year I have started and stopped on these teens' letters so many times. Teens are hard to capture. They change-- their looks, their problems, their habits, their friends, their interests, their challenges, their moods-- in… Continue reading Mirror
Wishbone
It's a wishbone. That very human piece that has us reaching for things that aren't ours. It is that cloud of bitter, sad, stinging grief where you wish yourself better, but haven't been able to reach those stars yet. Despite how hard you've tried.
Love, Mom 