
Mr. President- To Whom the Rules Never Apply

My Saving Grace is Called Therapy

Hate Disguised as God

How Do We Heal?

Me First

How Are You, Really?
If we are lucky enough to share immense love we will feel immense pain.

What Happens Inbetween?
Fragility and abundance.
The constant of change, of breathing through each terrifyingly amazing step.

Love is love

But, You’re Missing It All
Finding compassion in the midst of abusive chaos
Sometimes Well Wishes Sting Deep

Two Years Without Him

A Letter to the President
The fact that you of all fucking people are the President of The United States of America is depressing.
How I Imagine Your Death
Personification of Grief

The Weight of Grief
Kindness
“Be gentle with yourself, and kind too.” Her words kept repeating in my head.
An Owl Sent From Heaven
I continued on to the gate, tears streaming down my face, but the heaviness had receded for a brief moment in time. I felt a wave of comfort wash over me.