On October 30th, I drove 5 hours by myself, leaving my husband and kids at home, to be there for my mom’s surgery the next day. On Halloween, she had a double mastectomy. I still find myself pausing when I say those words. Still trying to comprehend it all, I guess. This trip was the first time I had ever spent a night away from either of my children. Even when I stayed a few days in the...
All about me. All of my inner stirrings. All of my hopes, dreams, and goals. All of my complaints, grudges, and fears. All of me.