And yet, deep inside, I know this is not true. There is no magic formula that can cure these things. Being human is complicated and messy. There is sorrow and joy, love and loss, beauty and ugliness. And I long for my heart to grow large enough to contain it all.
I’ve always been really good at compartmentalizing. As a child, I learned to tuck all of my problems neatly into a box and focus on schoolwork. My brother might be in the hospital or my dad in rehab, but I had homework to do. And that, that I could control. That I could do.... Continue Reading →
Realizations: Guest Post from my 12 year old daughter
February 6, 2016 Last night I had a really good dream. I got to see my uncle Chris when he was little. It wasn’t the most accurate dream, but it was so much fun. So why did I wake up in tears? Well, my uncle Chris is dead, and after I woke up, I felt... Continue Reading →