To G.R.- muito amor e gratidão. The first time we ever sat down to have a conversation between the two of us about 4 years ago, G.R. looked deep into my eyes and saw what nobody else around me was picking up on- I was stressed out of my mind and internally splintering out distress
Mother’s day came just a few days before Andy and I got married. I was expecting him to pick me up so we could go to church together, but I did not anticipate him arriving with a gift. I remember telling him, “But…I’m not a mother yet.” He replied that some day I would be,
To Candice, With Much Gratitude & Love… I love my son fiercely, but I have always understood when someone indicated babysitting him was not for them. Always. But I also cannot get around what it has been like to experience how infrequently we were able to find that kind of assistance…it is, like everything else, not
To Gena, a Debt of Some Sanity… I do not think it is fair to place the responsibility for a person’s sanity on the doorstep of another, so I try to be fully accountable for myself that way, and yet, my friendship with Gena has had a huge role in preventing a plunge into the
The Fabulous Miss Whitney I thought this would be easier to write than it is, but all I want to do is cry. Whitney, I love you and I will never be able to repay the role you have had in my life and in our family. For those of you who don’t know Whitney,
