Life after death

We all die many times

compassion

  • The curse of being needed, never wanted

    I grew up feeling unwanted. Apparently, I didn’t attain to some sort of standard that I was unaware of so in place of my innate value, I was taught opportunities to be useful. It shaped how I related to people. It shaped how I formed alliances and friendships. It shaped what I offered, often to… Read more

  • Who told you…?

    I know all of us have our responsibilities, but does that mean that we can’t lighten up and have some fun? Can’t we take life a little less seriously? (this coming from the mother of a critically handicap child) I mean really… do we have to be so serious all the time? Since when did… Read more

  • No passengers

    I have to get this one out… It’s been banging around in my head and my heart for a few days now. It isn’t that I didn’t know what it was— the disconnect between me and some humans, I just didn’t know how to put it into words properly. But I’m going to try today.… Read more

  • The gravity of love

    Parenting has taught me most of the important things I’ve come to know. Special needs parenting has been the extra icing on the cake AND the after-dinner mint. In every way imaginable, in all of the places I didn’t think I could, I did. In every way imaginable they said we couldn’t, we did. In… Read more