If my hometown could talk, it would be soft-spoken with a southern drawl. A small, quaint college town in Southwest Missouri, Bolivar resides about 7.5 hours from my new home in Louisville, Kentucky. I make the trip at least a couple of times a year. Each time I visit, the town has changed and evolved, … Continue reading My Hometown
Dear Husband, We met and married before chronic illness was noticeably affecting my life. I was an athlete and so were you. We bonded over our mutual love for all things athletic, traveling, and our faith in God. It was early in our relationship that I found out you could beat me in ping pong, … Continue reading A Letter to My Husband
Grief is such a strange animal. It’s kind of like a cat. It likes to be left alone most of the time, and then all of a sudden it attacks your legs when you are doing the most normal activity you can think of. This cat grief really sneaks up on me during pregnancy test … Continue reading Mother’s Day
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