Five Years Without My Son
June 2 marked five years since I held him. I’ve written that down in so many ways— the fact that I held him. It always goes back to that act, that hour, that contact. It’s all I had. It’s everything. … Continue reading
June 2 marked five years since I held him. I’ve written that down in so many ways— the fact that I held him. It always goes back to that act, that hour, that contact. It’s all I had. It’s everything. … Continue reading
Oh, Little V., I have been meaning to get here, to put down all that is amazing about you as we spend our days together. Most days we are just keeping up by living it, girl. You go with the … Continue reading
This is one of those times where what I write from here on out is different than it would have been. Had the election gone the other way. Had she become our president-elect instead of him. A qualified female instead … Continue reading
October 15 is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. This year marks my fourth honoring it, and this post is a special dedication to Share’s Walk of Remembrance and the Wave of Light—in support of infertility and pregnancy loss and shattering the … Continue reading
I’ve been thinking a lot about this intersection: being home with my two daughters right now and the fact that for the first time in the history of this country a woman may become its president. H. was born in Chile, a country that is hardly free … Continue reading