The thing about grief is…

It’s heavy. It feels like a burden. It feels like a weight. It’s complex. It is layered. At times it doesn’t make sense. It requires discernment. It demands time. It’s a marathon, not a sprint. It’s tender. It cuts deep. It needs tending. It searches for hope. A speck of light in the bleak, gray…Read more »

End of the Innocence

I’m rounding out year 42, and what an unexpected year it has been. I had a mammogram on my 42 birthday that monumentally changed my life and my body. Not only being diagnosed with cancer, having a bilateral mastectomy and reconstruction, I also gained incredible clarity about the second half of my life. I am…Read more »