Half Birthday.

My, my, my, how things have changed. I was just reading through my archives, as I sometimes do, and came across this post from exactly 5 years ago this week. It was about my half birthday. Yes, because back then, evidently, my half birthday was still something post-worthy. I will also say that I was celebrating my 25.5 year ...

Home, again.

I am absolutely brimming with stories to tell; I have good stories, funny stories, warm stories, and a love story. But I haven't been able to write, because I have been too busy doing this thing called living. So, I decided that while I took the time to craft and publish these stories, today, I would republish the story that ...

Living. A whole year later.

I realized, earlier today, that it has been about a year since I returned from my wriatus and began blogging again on this site with my "Hard Story", before I knew to call it that; before I even know what "it" was. For some reason I had thought that my first post back was my ...

In sickness and in health.

We were huddled together, sharing a tiny bed in the ER hallway, as the hospital was so crowded that there were no spare rooms. I was wearing a gown and motorcycle boots and he made a headrest for himself with his coat, so that he could lean against the nurse's station. We couldn't see most ...

i’MHERE.

Something interesting happened to me this week; my iPhone stopped working. It was on Thursday, New Year's Day, and one minute it was sending and receiving texts (despite being shattered and an eyesore) and the next minute the screen became completely dysfunctional. I could not use it at all, which meant that I could not swipe ...

Aprils.

It seems that time is going by at warp speed. My baby had his half birthday. Things are flying. And so I decided to take a look back. On this date in April 2010 I had just become a mother six days prior. It was my third day home from the hospital. I was learning to nurse ...