Picture of me in Rwanda on a safari, 2022 I stopped blogging because I couldn’t write about it all anymore. There was too much. I was too overwhelmed. Bella was too old. Everything felt too broken. My blog started as something about me, as a mama floundering through sleepless nights, rough pregnancies, and then unimaginable…
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A Decade of Pondering
They would have been 10 last month. Preston and Julian. A decade old. Probably 5th grade. I wonder if they would have decided to switch places at school some days. Or if I would have ever gotten them confused – like when I get mad at Bella or Char and call them the wrong name…
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It’s Probably The Devil
Some time ago, I wrote about feeling like Satan had a grip on my life in a way I couldn’t shake. I also remember the comment of someone snarkily poking fun that I believed in that (pretty sure I deleted them). You know how I can be a people pleaser, and I’m just so sad…
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And Here We Are.
It’s been so long since I wrote on this neglected little space of mine. I wonder when I hit publish if it even will, or just collapse like a dying star. Ah well. 😉 In the nearly 4 years I’ve been off this space, so much has happened and yet – so much is the…