White-blonde bangs and a button nose were pressed against the bird’s cage. I can see myself standing there as a little girl, intently watching my green and yellow parakeet with black, scalloped markings on his back and wings repeatedly move from left to right on his wooden perch.
read moreThere are times when we must speak, speak loudly and even shout from the rooftops to be heard, regardless, relentlessly and unapologetically because our words are the fire that burn in our bellies.
read moreFrom talking about survival rates after a cancer diagnosis to a new survivor status with a growing life in my belly… Life, at times, leaves me speechless.
read moreEver dare to thank your worst nightmare? …Thank the devil for saying hello just then. Cancer and the digestion of that truth brought me here…to this place… this deeper, more inspired headspace…
read moreThe sun will always shine again. It’s time to rebuild. Pick up the pieces. Take care of your neighbor. Food. Water. Power. Every family deserves that… and it is coming.
read moreA picture captures a moment that will never happen again… a moment that has come and gone forever… but with a steady hand, right pointer finger pressed ever so gently…
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