I sat in the parking lot of my son’s preschool today, waiting for the clock on my dashboard to tell me that it was time to pick him up. I scrolled through my Twitter feed, and there it was. Another school shooting. The social media response is predictable by now. The hand-wringing. The prayers. Moms…
I’ve heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason bringing something we must learn, and we are led To those who help us most to grow If we let them…and we help them in return Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true But I know I’m who I am today.…
Dear Members of the Media, By now you’ve probably heard the small wave of outrage that is condemning you for interviewing the children of Sandy Hook Elementary School. You already know that furious parents across the country feel that it’s inappropriate to shove a microphone in the face of a traumatized 8 year old. But…
Max wore his Captain America T-Shirt to preschool today. Buckled into his carseat, his little face peered out the window, washed in the morning sunshine. I had the news on the radio. I had that strange compulsion that all parents have, the need to drink in any breaking news about children being hurt. Max was calling…
All the things I still remember Summers never looked the same Years go by and time just seems to fly but the memories remain… Today is Mike’s Day. They say that grief follows you, a constant familiar whisper that becomes your traveling companion as your life journey unfolds. I used to be…