I don’t know what the inner space of your mind looks like, but mine is full of shelves, each holding file boxes full of memories. Two nights ago, I went to taking box lids off and flipping through the folders, searching for a moment when I was a 24 year old mother of two young... Continue Reading →
Walking through the many winding corridors of MD Anderson in the wee hours of the night, a stranger and I walked side by side, him guiding me to the correct elevator. We entered into an open space and chattering voices assaulted my ears. "Wow, this place never sleeps", I said. He looked at me, deep... Continue Reading →
Almost a year ago, I held a tiny, breathless baby girl in my hand. She weighed just 1 pound 9 ounces, and she is still the heaviest thing I've ever held. I remember wanting desperately to soak in her features in the moments I had with her, being both afraid to look at her little... Continue Reading →
Every Little Jot & Tittle 