That’s no easy ask, my friends. Be kind to yourself. Be compassionate. And feel your feelings.

Poetry prompt from @nick.olah.poetry Background picture by Resul Mentes on Unsplash

We never want anything to be hard for the people we love. But for the most part, we can’t control, change, or fix any of it. We can just be there, in the mud with them, encouraging them to use the greatest superpower they have, which is to share. Then, when we validate, relate, and share ourselves, that’s what creates the magic. That’s what turns alone into together. 

I don’t want to die she said. I could see the emotion rise from her throat and flood into her eyes. I know I said. I don’t know what happens, cutie. No one really does. Some people believe you go to a place called heaven. Some people think you get reincarnated and can come back … Continue reading Mom, What Happens When You Die?

The past two weeks have been  trumunchulous. I know that isn’t a word, but often times feelings are hard to translate. Sickness took us down…hard. I’ve become a creamy bowl of  sadness soup.  It’s ok though.  For some reason I like to stay in this space for as long as I can  when it’s available.  … Continue reading Crawling through a Window