These are the hands…

A week ago I experienced something new, something beautiful. The sun was low in the sky, warm colors set the perfect scene. My husband and I took seats in the back of a small crowd that had gathered to watch our cousin marry her beloved. The pastor and her new soon to be husband stood…

Plans to give you hope and a future

Three weeks have passed since I had a D&C. Though our baby was already an angel, physically loosing our Sweet Pea was hard. We were fortunate to have a wonderful OB, a Navy man with a gentle spirit and a kind smile. He was generous with the narcotics post-op and gave us no cause for…

Love in all seasons

My last post was about my grandpa’s surgery. In 2-3 hours the surgeon was to remove a mass of muscle from his stomach and repair a hernia that hadn’t healed right after his last surgery. About four hours after they took him back, we got the call and my mom and grandma went to meet…

Wombs and weepy feelings

Very early this year I shared this blog with ya’ll:Β The mystery of our wombs . I felt clumsy writing it, I wasn’t sure if it was my place to write about a third party experience when the battle itself was so fresh for so many. This is a follow up. Yesterday afternoon I stopped by…

You are so very valuable!

First of all, I would like to say a big, fat thank you to you guys! I made a deal with myself at the beginning of this silly blog that if I made it to 25 posts with any margin of success, I would purchase my domain for the site. Well, The Art of the…

The Art of the Start Over

My girlfriend told me today about a friend of hers that just broke up with her boyfriend of seven years. They had started dating right out of high school and this poor girl was devastated by the concept of starting her life over as an adult. Β After the break up she had literally gone on…

The mystery of our wombs

A few weeks ago one of my dear friends came to see me for a bit of “hairapy”. Being friends for nearly a decade I already knew that she had been facing one of the most challenging seasons of her life. Leading to her appointment I wasn’t sure that I would have the words in…