The stage I’m in is officially survivor guilt I think. It might be worse than the angry stage I went through.  It physically hurts to be he...

  The title says it all . And yes. I’m counting.  Grief is something I’ve been in the midst of since my dad passed away. And I kind of want ...

  I read a eulogy today at my dad’s celebration of life. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. For those who couldn’t be there, t...

 I've taken a long break from this blog. I have enjoyed my privacy and my boys' privacy is important to me.  But something drew me b...

We've had a roller coaster of a year and Kyle turns 16 on May 9th to top it off! He is as amazing as he is stubborn. He is as typical a ...

  I was a baby when I had my baby.  Literally. 21 years old and having a baby in a foreign country, trying to determine what they were tryin...

I’m going to be transparent. I LOVE Christmas. I love the lights, I love the joy, I love the giving, I love the family, I love the food, and...