A Writer’s Dream
Ever since I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a writer. Maybe it started when I learned how to read, or before that, when I received my first journal at age five. It was a beautiful little red velvet...
View ArticleLife After Loss: Writing Through Grief
Alhough it’s been eight years, my mother’s death remains one of the biggest turning points of my life. Almost immediately afterward, everything became filtered through a new distorted lens. I felt like...
View ArticleOld Wounds
A few weeks ago, I dug out the stack of journals I wrote when my mom died. I filled almost 6 books from the end of June to the end of April. Ten months of grieving, nine months of carrying my baby. Two...
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