You can have my sorries.
Honoring the fallen or those we’ve lost doesn’t mean that they are less deserving of our love or tribute because they’re flawed.… Read More You can have my sorries.
Honoring the fallen or those we’ve lost doesn’t mean that they are less deserving of our love or tribute because they’re flawed.… Read More You can have my sorries.
The forest fires have been upon us for two weeks now in Oregon. If the pandemic wasn’t inducing terror in us then we at least can count on the daily reminder of the smoke outside our doors to do so. Yet anxiety has been a reliable constant in my life and seems ever-present like an… Read More When the smoke clears.
Our scars can be our strength.… Read More A badge or a burden: the trauma we carry