Phoenix Tears

There are no words for how it feels for a phoenix to burn alive What it takes to make spark … More

122

It’s been 122 Fridays since I last held my littlest love. I count because I can’t help it. I count … More

There was a post going around a while ago on how having or being a stay at home parent isn’t … More

Progress doesn’t always feel like progress… it rarely comes in leaps and bounds, though at times it goes skipping and … More

“Authenticity is a collection of choices that we have to make every day. It’s about the choice to show up … More

I did something I’ve never done yesterday- I wrote a superquick post for Peggy O’Mara’s birthday and walked away from the … More

We get the tang of it before the hang of it; the two are polar sides of the same … More

It’s Thanksgiving and I can’t seem to stop shifting from sadness beyond measure, gratitude, and complete nothingness. At least gratitude … More

Corner to corner
sock to sock
Minecraft shirt, right
neon print, left
coffee
flannel shirt, right
play dress, left
stop

pastel dinosaurs

Each morning with the growing light My eyes constricting from the sight I fumble back from dreamless night A lightning … More