
Living is a whole new adventure when you suddenly find yourself alone, widowed and the mother of four young boys a lot like their Dad.

I Love You
I’m standing in my bathroom, brushing my teeth. I think I’m alone and I feel alone. The kind of alone that feels lonely. I look toward the doorway and this little tiny human has appeared, startling me just a bit because he was so quiet.

Empty Space
A few months ago, I had another little awakening. I had a small trauma that caused me to look at my life again in a way that invited me to question, what am I doing? The trauma wasn’t anything big, it was a simple conversation. It invoked so many emotions and sadness.
