Motherhood has propelled me in ways that I think only could have happened though the lens of mothering my two kids. It's broken me, healed me, wrecked me, brought me to my knees, lifted me up, held a mirror to myself, and ricocheted me forward.My son was born eight years ago, and I remember my first clear maternal instinct while pregnant with him was that I strongly avoided birthing books and birt…
I’m not good at gardening. In fact, I’m so bad at it that I entered the summer season this year with the simple goal of not killing my plants. That’s it. I don’t even seek abundance, I simply seek a form of life that is barely hanging on. And some days in life, isn’t that also how you get by? By a thread?I’m gonna walk you back a little. In 2013 my husband and I bought our first home, which is the…
