How does one even become the type of monster who can rip the life from a child? … More Farewell, little angel
A few weeks ago I was feeling really down. I wrote about the pain I was feeling, and got quite a few readers. I guess people like pain; it’s something everyone has in common.
It’s so easy to get caught up in all the little things. Bills, work, making time to plan meals. … More The simple things
Anytime grandpa couldn’t find the words, he would fill the void with “Beautiful world”. … More Happy Happy Day! – part 1
My 30th birthday was the worst I can remember. We had been trying to start a family for just over 2 years with no success. 30 was a milestone, and I was nowhere near where I expected to be. It was quite a shock, because success was never something I’d struggled with.
No matter how fleeting the moments were, those moments I spent coaching gave me an opportunity to impact something greater than myself. … More Maybe I miss coaching a little more than I let on.
I’ve always been an outspoken advocate for asking for help. From therapy, to support groups, to long cries over coffee, to bubble baths and self help books. I truly believe that when a solution isn’t readily visible, it shows strength to seek out help solving the problem.