When Your Life is Out-of-Control During Lent

“We have you checked in, go ahead and take a seat,” she says. But I don’t take a seat. Instead, I pace the small, cramped waiting room, willing my steps to lull my baby girl to sleep or at least to a place of contentment. As I pace, the clinic doors swing open every three

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Dear Scarlett, all I knew to do was to kiss your face ( a letter to my daughter)

Dear Scarlett, I didn’t get to hold you in my arms right after you were born. I’m sorry. It wasn’t supposed to be that way. You were to be pulled from my body, and then placed back on me, a little cocoon on the outside was ready-made and waiting for you; I was so excited

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I Was Wrong About You, 2014

You climb into bed with her, and this is easy because lounging around together is what you’ve always done best. Sometimes there is silence, but more often than not there is laughter; you’ve always been good at laughing together too. While lying beside her, you’re aware something is not as it should be, but then

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