I can do really hard things

I can do really hard things

I have a little sign sitting on my shelf just above the wine glasses and next to my husband's ashes that says, "Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass but about learning to dance in the rain." I keep all of these little notes around the house in hopes of...

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A Sh*t Show called Grief

A Sh*t Show called Grief

I barely write anymore. Every time I think about it, I say to myself no one wants to hear about the life of a 32 year old single mother who has put on weight, doesn't have a job and lays in bed swiping through pathetic attempts at online dating. Ouch. That sounded...

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What my toddler is teaching me about life and loss

"My anxiety has anxiety",  my friend joked as we talked about our constant stream of worries. We're both 32 years old. We both are single moms to small kids. We are both widows but for very different reasons. My husband died of cancer after a 3 year on and off battle....

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The Life of the Party

The Life of the Party

I went to a wedding over the holidays. Not just any wedding, it was Joe's best friend's wedding. It was beautiful, it was full of love and it was the hardest thing I've done since losing Joe. The bride and groom honored Joe in every detail from the ribbons the...

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