Poetry

Even Jesus Wept

I can barely look at pictures of myself and my babies taken before Nov 8th. I see so much joy and love in those photos. My heart grieves when I look at my life “before.” I can barely stand it. I feel a pit in my stomach—of what was. Of what seems like such a… Read More Even Jesus Wept

Poetry

a friend

a friend loves at all times you call me friend but can I say the same of you? are you a friend a friend never leaves and yet I’ve felt so alone a friend is trustworthy and now all trust is gone how could you let this happen to me your friend, your daughter have… Read More a friend

Poetry

What Cancer Stole

I’ve grieved a lot lately. Different days, about different things. As much as I hate to say it, cancer has stolen so much from me. It might have stolen my energy, but it can’t take away my determination. It might have stolen my job, but it can’t take away my gift of teaching. It might… Read More What Cancer Stole

My Journey With ALL

Identity

I used to be an “emo” kid in the 2000s.  I know all the millennials reading this know exactly what that entails, but I will explain just to be safe.  I wore heavy eyeliner, black skinny jeans, a studded belt, and had overdramatic side bangs.  We called it “scene.” In hindsight, I now know that… Read More Identity