Anxiety + Hope

“Don’t you have a kid with something wrong with it?” I was asked this week by a person I hadn’t seen in a while.

I wanted to roll my eyes and leave while waving my middle finger in the air, but I caught myself.

Walking the Line

All day is a balance between letting go and holding onto breath, always waiting on the other shoe to drop. Hope is the mantra on repeat. Everything is going to be ok and it’s all under control, when actually, nothing is normal and it never will be again. Days are spent celebrating both big and…