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The Day in December

The day my world shattered

I spent my childhood sketching wedding dresses and dreaming up my future. By 29 years old, I was living the life my nine year old self had planned. And then in an instant, with two small words, life as I knew it was over. My husband was gone and he's never coming back. I live each day navigating the aftermath of loss, the real, the raw, the ugly and the bittersweet.

 
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The Disconnect

I haven’t written in exactly a month. Well, I’ve written fragments, thoughts and random strings of mostly coherent sentences throughout...

Napa Mountains

It was the mountains. Majestic peaks and jagged edges, they stared at me in the most intimidatingly, powerful, peaceful way. To be both...

The Gift of Our Family

It’s July 4, 2021 and I find myself wondering, what is it like? What is it like on the eve of your first and only child‘s first birthday...

Father’s Day Eve

It’s Saturday night. Vienna is sound asleep and Lily is curled up in bed. The rain mixed with the white noise of her Hatch through the...

The Motions of May

The familiar theme song played as I got cozy with Lily, my blanket and tea. V was in bed and I sat down to watch the Friends Reunion....

Forever Home

It’s not the house that makes the home, it’s the people and the memories that live there A thought to live by. A thought to take comfort...

 

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