“But What if I Need to Protect Myself?”

I wiped my face, took many cleansing deep breaths, oriented myself to my physical space and began my text.  It went like this: Our son, my biological nineteen-year-old, is not what we call in the psychology world “neurotypical”.  Amongst other interesting behaviors, focus is something he has been putting in many amounts of effort to… Read More

Hanging Tight through Chronic Illness

I feel like I’m in a rush.

A rush to complete important things in my life before I lose the ability to accomplish them;

A rush to raise my children the most decent way possible before I lose the ability to see them flourish;

A rush to be the best wife ever before I lose the ability to continue trying. Read More