It’s a path I never expected to travel, but am glad I had the courage to walk it.
There was no way I was having a heart attack. Right? I didn’t have heart attacks. Other people did.
Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
OK. Great. Now I have to fight this guy and the ice cream is going to melt.
In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.
Getting hurt is easy, not letting it change who you are isn’t.
In that hospital bed, the question of whether I would do anything for my kids was real.
There are some days when I am in awe of his nerve.
For a kid, those insults are worse than mean, they’re true.
Honestly, kids aren’t the ones who need to pen letters to Santa Claus anyway.