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...
With an upcoming surgery looming in the near future, I knew we needed to go see my mom this week. With the new knowledge the kids had about my mom’s health, they were beyond grateful to be going up there to see her. We were all very aware of how different this visit was going to be. It had been a while since my mom first called me to tell me the news. I’ve had time to sit with it...
I’m worried about my mom. I don’t know where we stand right now. Communication has been shut down by my dad. I’m giving grace and space. But I want answers. She’s my mom. Last I was told was that she’d have the rescheduled MRI yesterday and then get results and a game-plan on Thursday. I don’t know if that’s even true anymore. I don’t know what to...
I almost called you the other day. It’s been almost 3 years, since I have heard your voice. And that was my choice. I know. I’ve reached out since then, with no response from you. I understand. But when shit hit the fan and my world felt like it was crashing down around me… you were who I wanted to call. You were who I thought would care. You were who I thought would be there...
That word that stops you in your tracks. That word that steals a second of your breath. That word that makes your heart drop. That word that makes every word following it become foggy. That word that changes everything in a split second. That word that flips your life upside down and doesn’t give a shit. That word that forces more and more streams of tears down your face the longer you sit...
