You will walk home from first days of school with no one to reassure you that they will be ok. You will send them out on their first time away from home, watch them perform in plays, the band, sports, on their first date, taking the car for the first time, with yourself being the only cheering section.
Moving forward is brave and more than enough.
“One day, my little brother announced that Roger wouldn’t be around anymore, since he shot and killed himself and his whole family.”
Some call it beautiful; mother nature at its purest. The truth is, it’s messy.
“I saw our dog that had long been dead go to where his food bowl used to be to eat.”
“My mom was the first one in her family of seven to get a college degree and I’m extremely proud of her for that.”
Life is not all about you.
A Swedish study about mental illness tells us a lot about humans.
I’ll bring my baby to bookstores
so she learns at a young age
the value of the written word,
the value of its power.
You celebrate the little things every single day.