I sat alone at the kitchen table. My daughter on a stool at the counter with her breakfast. I started to sob. again. A continuation from...
My mother looked down at her hands and said…"I’m pregnant."
How Our Generational Parenting Practices Were Interrupted
It’s hard to be a mom when the word MOTHER somewhere in your psyche terrifies you
You never fully get the true picture of your own childhood until you parent your own child
We all are born, we live and we all die, but fuck cancer.
I never asked
Blessed and torn.