I held you your first minutes on this Earth
// submission for deep confession contest //
I'm so fortunate that my mom is still living and healthy. She is the reason I am a teacher and a writer.
We're miles apart.
Yet we still part.
Farther and Farther.... away.
A poem inspired by my children and today's prompt. And it also happens to be my youngest daughter's birthday ❤
A short poem I wrote a while back while really struggling with the transition into motherhood. It's an amazing journey, but so very challenging at times.
a letter to my seven year old daughter, she doesn't know my disease will kill me. i wanna leave a part of me for her.
A son looking for his mothers bond again.
Happy Mother's Day, you mothers! (Oh, wait, that DON'T sound right!)
// submission for deep confession contest //
I'm so fortunate that my mom is still living and healthy. She is the reason I am a teacher and a writer.
We're miles apart.
Yet we still part.
Farther and Farther.... away.
A poem inspired by my children and today's prompt. And it also happens to be my youngest daughter's birthday ❤
A short poem I wrote a while back while really struggling with the transition into motherhood. It's an amazing journey, but so very challenging at times.
a letter to my seven year old daughter, she doesn't know my disease will kill me. i wanna leave a part of me for her.
A son looking for his mothers bond again.
Happy Mother's Day, you mothers! (Oh, wait, that DON'T sound right!)