Wild Abandon

Sometimes I wonder, why I did have kids? Even before I was pregnant I knew that having children was a selfish act, trying to fulfill something within me. In the grocery store, passing parents and their screaming child, thinking time to go home. Hearing a parent scold their child thinking I would never do that.

Father Time

It’s my biggest fear Losing you It keeps me up at night My heart aches at What could have been What I wanted it to be There isn’t enough time  To be the daughter you wanted So that you might be The father I needed And we’re running out of time So this has to

Speak Your Truth

Here’s to women who won’t back down.  …women who are teaching old dogs new tricks.  …women who are still unlearning themselves.  …women who will not let their bodies be an apology. Last Friday I had a really hard conversation with a family member. This much loved family member told me, in front of my children

Heart to Heart

Lately, I’ve spent a lot of time outside in the garden. I can feel the gentle approach of spring, and I’ve been preparing by planting seeds for new crops and cleaning the backyard so the kids can essentially make a mess of it again. They are finally at an age where they can play together