I am a therapist by trade. Occasionally, in my work with new moms, I am bestowed with the great honor of having a front row seat to her grief after the loss of a pregnancy or a baby. I describe this as an honor because there isn’t a better word for it. I am honored that she trusts me enough to shed tears in my presence or to admit that she’s angry with God. I sit with them in the darkest of spaces and while I wish I could say, “and I offer them a light”, the truth is, I […]
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Why I Don’t Want to Be Great at Divorce
My ex-husband (a phrase I never thought I’d type) and I are told all the time how great we are […]
The Worries of (My Kids) Starting Kindergarten
Holy shit, my kids are starting kindergarten. I knew it would come, and there was nothing I could do to […]
