A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Growing up, were you Ariel? Perhaps Cinderella or Jasmine? My personal favorite was Belle. Who wouldn’t want an endless supply of books and croissants at her fingertips? As I got older, I developed an appreciation for Toy Story. Imagine loving toys as a symbol of childhood, wonder and innocence. Sounds perfect. But it wasn’t until […]

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Dear Mama

Mom, It would be nice if I were chatting with you on the phone right now. Is it olive oil or salt that I add to a pot of boiling water prior to dropping in the noodles? Or both? I would tell you how the boys caught a spider on a bug hunt just for […]

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Gather Around

Though it’s been over two decades, I remember gathering around my grandma’s table for Sunday supper like it was yesterday. Kindness and laughter were on the menu, and love was served right alongside mountains of mashed potatoes and pieces of cherry cheese pie. There’s nothing like a table full of food enjoyed with loved ones, […]

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Arrived

I’ve arrived at my long awaited destination, a place called happiness. For so long, I’ve been actively choosing happiness one thought, one word, and one action at a time. All in the midst of immense sadness. I’d force a smile backed by a thousand prayers; each laugh was a struggle to maintain as I grappled […]

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Color

I want to share some times in my life in which seeing color mattered. The palette for our existence is full of limitless hues, but from the moment my son was diagnosed with a complex congenital heart defect, the shades of love surrounding me became more vibrant and extensive than any other time in my […]

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Just a Memory

The thing about memories, and the reason they can cause sadness, directly relates to the fact that sometimes the present can seem so far from a seemingly better time and place. This in turn can cause terrible anxieties in regards to the future: “what if”…What if I never get that level back? What if that’s […]

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