What Grief Has Taught Me…

What Grief has taught me is that you’re never ready for its arrival. Grief is more than a human heart can bear. You never get over it, but somehow you move forward. The only way forward is through it. Grief is intimate. For me, sharing certain aspects of it seems...

Happy Father’s Day, Dad 💕

I woke up at 3:45am and drove south without looking back. The only breaks I took were for gas, bathroom and food. I arrived at home 15 hours later— exhausted but so grateful to be held by people who loved me. The transition home was not an easy one. I spent a lot of...

Life Sucks Sometimes

It’s a privilege to have my sweet little sister, Jessica, be a guest writer this week! I have seen her grow leaps and bounds through one loss after the other. She really has been like an perfume bottle that has been shattered and leaves it’s unmistakable...

A Broken Ankle and a Dark Pit.

I looked at my phone and saw a message come in through my family’s group chat. It was from my older sister. She had been in a position where her kiddos could reach her and one of them landed on her ankle. Now, if you don’t know the back story you’d probably be...

The Faces I Cannot Forget

***This is dedicated to the Iraqi family I met in Jordan almost a year ago, and to all the refugees scattered all over the world… I attempted to write a poem about your suffering …  Then I realized…. I don’t know what it’s like… I...