Birthing a Rare Kind of Parenthood
I always knew my journey to parenthood would not be traditional, and yet I never could have imagined the unexpected extraordinary life that has been born of my journey.
Hope: The Anchor for My Soul, Not My Plan
Through our infertility journey hope at times was our best friend and at other times was our worst enemy.
When Hope Grows Up: Part 5
My hope, especially my hope for the future, has meant finding the peace and clarity within the lifelong losses of infertility and my work of being okay.
When Hope Grows Up: Part 4
When hope grows up I own all the parts of my story and know I am enough.
When Hope Grows Up: Part 3
Part two here. https://youtu.be/8lkLQ2jD42E We like to check the box. We quickly categorize. We think in black and white. Therefore, we also like to feel in black and white. Happy or sad. Angry or joyful. Disappointed or at peace. My education, training and professional experience have
When Hope Grows Up: Part 2
Losing ourselves to our dreams means we have nothing left of ourselves to enjoy them if they come true.
When Hope Grows Up: Part 1
When hope grows up we refuse to be invisible.
Hope Needs to Die?
The good news is that this discomfort means you are learning and growing, and I believe, therefore living.
In the Quiet of a Holiday Weekend
A long weekend without many plans. So much time to get things done; do a bit of work, serve at church, work around the house and relax.
