a mother’s thanks

Last night, in a senseless act of violence and, I suspect, impulse, someone slashed my son’s bike tire and deflated his spirits.
Today, in a sensitive act of random kindness, and great kindness, someone lifted his heart. Continue reading

she talks to angels

He shared stories of death and the beauty that can come as the last tendrils of life fade out into the skies of loss… Continue reading

unpopular

…I wanted to tell her that investing in popularity carries with it the same amount of safety and stability as investing one’s life’s savings on the stock market. Highs and highs and devastating losses. Continue reading

Little boy blue and the man in the moon

You fall a little bit in love with your child the moment the little life is noted inside you. Continue reading

born to be wild

“You are Wild,” said the Wind. “You are untamed; vibrant and wild and alive and dangerous. You are your own kind of beauty, with vibrant colours and deep, dark swatches of reds. You are life and wisdom, foolishness and uncertainty. You are alive and you are hope.” Continue reading

sacrifice. a love letter to my son

I never knew that I could be forgiven so much, respected so much, loved or believed in so much.
I never knew that I was capable of such a depth of love. And hope. And certainty. Continue reading

Sojourner’s Song

The note said, “Here is the road you must take. Be joyful and at peace.” This journey I am on is not about me. It is me. Continue reading

Hey, Ladies…

I’m in this amazing time of life where somehow, I’m completely surrounded by women. Incredible women who inspire me to press on into life and who allow me to inspire them, in return. Here is an exceptionally long post in which I try to honour them. Continue reading

To This Day—Get a better mirror

If you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror, look a little closer
stare a little longer—because there’s something inside you
that made you keep trying,
despite everyone who told you to quit;
you built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself
you signed it
“they were wrong” Continue reading