13 Years Ago

It was just a short 13 years ago I was washing the kitchen floor, my belly uncomfortably big as it stretched to hold you, keeping you safe and warm and nestled. The phone rang. It was the doctor. "How do you feel about having the baby tomorrow morning?" You were a scheduled C-Section planned for … Continue reading 13 Years Ago

Some days

Some days I just want to cry and some days, I just do Some days I roll all the windows down in the car and sing loudly to the music playing on the radio and some days, I hide behind my sunglasses and retreat into my head Some days I run with strength and energy … Continue reading Some days