This is the fourth blog post in a series about family. This post is about my relationship with my daughter. As a new mom, I quickly learned to let go of any preconceived notion I had of the "right" way to parent. I ultimately learned that to parent Hannah well, I have to get to … Continue reading mother & daughter
This next post I have struggled to think about, nevermind write well. So I will just have to post a mediocre version of what I'm struggling to think about say here. This is the third post in a series of posts about family. As you all know I moved around a lot as a child, … Continue reading extended family
The last few weeks I have been thinking a lot about family and what it does and doesn't mean. This is the second post reflecting on this journey. Parents are the people that have an obligation to guide you through life. I can't imagine any parent is capable of doing this perfectly but, most parents … Continue reading siblings
The last few weeks I have been learning a lot about family and what family does and doesn't mean. The next few posts will be a reflection of this journey. "We are family." It was a phrase that was chorused by members of this group continuously through the night. As I walked around and talked … Continue reading science family
Depending on the context in which you know me, you may or may not know how much I love to dance. I have no training -- my kind of dancing is the kind where the beat and melody slowly take control of my body. It can happen in the club, a living room, or even … Continue reading Dance party for one.
Daffodils are in bloom. I love daffodils -- their bright yellow faces popping up from the cold ground are a sign that spring, with all its glory, is just around the corner. Visions of pink and purple petals floating through the air fill my mind as I try to remember the scent of cherry blossoms … Continue reading spring tears
I recently watched this video of Marcio Donaldson's performance on American Idol. His backstory transported me back to my own story of how a baby transformed my world. Like Donaldson, my mother did the best she could but ultimately my siblings and I ended up in the system. I was 11 and my sister was … Continue reading A better Life.
