Loss

Moving forward

This post will be short and sweet. I am a self flagellator. Generally. I allowed some physical and emotional trials to get in the way of my words. Instead of using them to move past the experiences, I didn’t want to feel. I started fresh. I am writing. I discovered I do have a tribe.

Motherhood and Letting Go

  Maybe I’ll blog, I think with no real intention (again) of putting effort behind the thought. But then, today, I read the blog of a “friend”–basically someone I met while studying for my MFA- whose words have always touched me in ways I can’t explain. Today they made me cry while I read them.