50 at 50

I’m almost 50.  Yep, on July 8th, I will have lived for ½ a century.  18,250 days.  Elementary school, intermediate school, jr. high school, high school, several colleges, a few boyfriends, one marriage, one child, one divorce, 3 teaching jobs, over 2800 students, the...

A Momma Bear’s Job

Let me warn you – this may make me appear to be less than sympathetic.  Please believe me when I say that I am not.  I beg of you to just let me say my piece.  There is no need to send me hate mail or to comment that I’m not being very kind.  I just feel like this has...

A Day For All Moms

I’m the motherless mother of an only child who has died and Mother’s Day is right around the corner. On that particular Sunday, you’ll most likely find me and my dogs hidden away in my bed with my comforter wrapped around the three of us.  I won’t leave the house and...

The Beauty of Being Weird

We seem to have a shortage of truly unique individuals in the world today.  As a society, we tell each other to embrace our uniqueness.  We spout off random quotes found on the internet about the beauty of being different.  But when push comes to shove, we tend to...

New Beginnings

In the hours between when we knew we were going to lose Peyton and when they pronounced him, his father and I were approached by a representative from the Texas Organ Sharing Alliance about donating his organs.  We immediately agreed.  You see, about 2 months before,...

Not All Wounds Are Visible

I’m a member of a private group on Facebook that is just for mothers who have no surviving children.  There is a connection shared between these women that only another mother in the same situation will understand.  Death is never easy – any kind of death – but losing...
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