Rocked like a baby

Sometimes I remember that even my 7-year-old needs to be rocked like a brand new baby. She has such a sensitive, comedic, and pleasing soul. Layla is the kind of girl that can make anyone her friend. She is inquisitive, sassy, and beautiful – and she knows it. My first child, she has known me…

Like My Mother

She was so much more than I’ve allowed myself to remember. Death is a great mystery – the ultimate hurt or the most welcome redemption. Hers fragmented my heart, the wound obliterating it from merely broken to irreplaceably shattered; for ten years now, the hurt left in the wake of her final days formed the…