This is an exercise in writing: I’m standing in a doorway, a doorway into a house. No, not a house…it’s a doorway to a home! Mine and Brayden’s home. It’s a red door, because I have always wanted a red front door. Good Feng Shui. My back is to the east as I peer through […]
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For the past 16 years, I have visited and revisited my desire to write a memoir. Not necessarily to publish it; but, rather to honor my journey. I’ve tried multiple times to write my “life story” both before becoming a mom and after. I’ve tried to chronicle my life as a solo mama to cherish
Writing has always been at my core! I haven’t always nurtured this part of me, though, because sometimes we find ourselves so busy surviving that creativity becomes an after thought; an old love relegated to the murky memories we no longer have space for but refuse to abandon completely. In recent years, I have discovered