Life after loss with autism, preemies and a rainbow baby
Her car rolled past my house pushing three miles per hour, partly because she’s nearly 90 and partly because she was coming to a stop two doors down. I was making breakfast in the kitchen that was once hers, standing where my grandmother stood years ago, buttering bread and scrambling eggs. My heart caught when I saw her […]
When my hair was bigger than my face but still competing with the size of my glasses I used to pour my heart into an invisible microphone. Somewhere between Holly Hobby curtains and the beginning of boy band posters, I belted out my desire to “Dance With Somebody” and be allowed to wear a tight […]
