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OK, I’ll admit it: I’m scared. I am scared to pull out the notes and the ultrasound photos and the death certificate and the ashes from last year. I am scared I’ll get stuck in my grief, that it will … Continue reading
After the surgery, when I could think beyond the pain, I wanted to know that something good had come out of this. It was so important to me, that something, anything, positive had come out of this. I’d had the … Continue reading