Oct 15, 2018
Growing up, pretending was my go-to coping mechanism. I remember vividly being 12 years old and moving for the third time. The anger and hurt welled up inside me, but on the outside I pretended to be this happy go lucky girl. My “I don’t care”...
Jun 21, 2015
It’s been 5 years. The thing is this; you can grieve, work through the grief to a place of acceptance, continue living. In doing all those things, you don’t forget. You still get emotional. Every year I think that I’ve got it under control. By...
Jul 20, 2012
I want to take a moment from looking back, to say, yesterday was a happy and sad day. It was my birthday. I love birthdays. It’s that one day out of the year that’s just yours, or in this case mine 🙂 This year, with the loss of Colby just months ago,...
