Grief looks different on everyone. And it looks different every time. It's the weirdest thing. You know literally nothing about it until you experience it. You can read about it, you can watch others go through it, but nothing can prepare you for this. Losing my pap and then my mum in a 3 month… Continue reading Let me talk about her- Advice from a grieving daughter
... to really know me. This weekend, spent mostly splayed out on the couch with coffee and diet coke in equal measure, I watched a Persia Lawson video. She's a super sassy British 'Love Coach' who talked of vulnerability. Having recently listened to Brene Brown's Daring Greatly, vulnerability is a word I have heard often.… Continue reading This is what you need to know about me…
So I looked down at my hands today, but I saw yours not mine. You always had such dainty feminine hands. You said they looked old, and maybe that was true but the deep wrinkles, stretched over fragile skin, made them wise. If hands can be such a thing. I looked down at my hands… Continue reading My Hands- Grief on Mother’s Day
Go figure. It's me. Complaining about guns in America. Like this is something new. So today I had to sit through an active shooter training at the elementary school I work at. Just the idea that someone could be filled with such hate as to harm one of our sweet kiddos breaks my heart. The… Continue reading Today, I sat through Active Shooter Training…
My life is currently in a state of total upheaval. I have decided to quit teaching, leave the country, head back to Europe and pursue my dream life. What is my dream life, you may ask. Erm well, I'm not 100% sure of that. But what I am sure of is, that this is not… Continue reading PSA: Following your heart is f-ing terrifying.
Dear sweet baby girl, You're in for the most incredible ride, so be ready. But not too ready. You will not be in control of some of the most exciting parts of your journey. You will climb mountains (literally and emotionally). You will celebrate and you will fall. Each set of tumultuous circumstances will lead… Continue reading A Letter to my Younger Self
Today, I did something really brave. My word for 2019 is brave. One of the ways I have been trying to be brave is to follow my intuitions each and every time I have them. So today I did just that. I felt compelled to reach out to my dad and discuss all the things… Continue reading Talking to my Dad- a stepping stone to healing