Roses are Red – Part 2

    November 28, 2018

    It had been two months since my mom’s passing and my two miracle roses were still standing tall stuffed inside their humble vase: a generic, plastic water bottle. My nephew Jonah and my three sons had made it a ritual to honor their beloved Mimi each day after school. Every afternoon as they washed their hands before snacktime, the boys would happily investigate the details of the miracle roses, which were displayed on top of our kitchen windowsill. But on…

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  • Roses are Red

    I was desperate. I had to do something to distract myself from the grief that was beginning to suffocate me. Knowing it was the last time I would ever be near my mom’s physical…

    October 9, 2018
  • Divine Assignments

    “I swear, I can’t take you anywhere.” My husband Mike broke the silence with his typical, quick-witted comment as we watched our kind and VERY emotional car salesman walk away. Grasping the keys to…

    August 9, 2018
  • Kudos from Heaven

    These days, family milestones can feel like a double-edged sword. On one end, I’m in the zone, smiling and celebrating away with everyone, on the other, I’m struggling, holding back the pain of missing…

    June 20, 2018
  • Pale is the New Tan

    Mom warned me. Even her mother, my Nana, warned me. But I didn’t care, nor did I listen. “Stay out of the sun,” they would say. “Don’t lay out. Always wear your sunscreen, no…

    April 16, 2018
  • Be Patient

    It was supposed to be fun. It was supposed get me away from watching TV all day long. It was  supposed to bring out the creative side in me and it was supposed to be…

    January 28, 2018
  • “Tidy Up”

      “Your room looks like a pigsty. Get in there and clean it up!” As I stood in the midst of my own adult chaotic mess, I couldn’t help but hear the echo of…

    November 30, 2017