We are everywhere, but sometimes unnoticed. We walk with silent footsteps, but leave behind deep and heavy footprints. We are the parents of the unborn, the sometimes unnamed, but the never forgotten. We carry the due date – the one that will never be a birthday – on our hearts.…
A little more than five years ago, one of my worst fears became a reality and my life was changed. I was changed. There are a million ways that we deal with heartache and disappointment, each personal and unique and almost beyond words. Today I’m over at Mamalode trying to…
That bug. That nasty, creepy-crawly, disgusting bug. That bug. That beautiful, golden, iridescently luminous bug. Have you ever noticed how our perspectives on a situation can change given its background, framework, and surroundings? Upon discovering the bug in this photo on the kitchen floor, would you find this bug to…