To Be Brave

“Did you cry?” I asked Charlotte from the driver’s seat on the way to daycare.

Over the weekend, my girlfriends and I

The Great Escape

Sometimes a mother just needs

Born To Be Free

“How am I going to get home?” My panicked 6-year-old sister asked while following me around the school playground like my shadow.

I had just found a

ER Adventures

“He’s back and he wants to take me again!” I yelled between hacking coughs in the general direction of the hospital intercom. I felt a sudden tinge of panic- the type of panic someone who has followed orders to a tee their whole life might feel if they were suddenly going against orders. Don’t let him take me!

Tag, You’re It

I had a lot of weird quirks as a kid. Still do, in fact. One of those quirks is being chased. I hated playing games like tag and hide & seek. My preference was to give up and let fate take its course, assuming it was part of my destiny to