You might be surprised to know this about me. As an artist who channels beauty, I spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about death. Wait…don’t go! Truth be told, for much of my life, this was a source of terror and severe anxiety. I grew up exposed to a...
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An Essay About Grief in the Age of Social Media One of the first grieving for Paris tweets that I saw was from Harper’s Bazaar. My first thought was sarcastic…something like, “Thank you, American fashion magazine. Your tweet will totally bring peace.” But later,...
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Yesterday Nathaniel invited me into his room to play with him. “Let’s play bad guy and good guy, Mommy! No, wait, you be Wonder Woman and I’ll be the Human Torch, no wait…” At some point I threw in, “Hey, do you want to play a game...
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Three years ago I was a contributor to a motherhood blog called Get Born. In the first post that I wrote for the site I explored my darkest fear – losing my son. I won’t go too much into the backstory that fuels this fear (you can see the photo above and read...
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When I was 33 a young woman who’d just entered college told me that I absolutely HAD to read The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. She was so certain that I would love it that she brought me her own copy and insisted that I start it right away. She...
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