She sat quietly on my bed, trying to calm my tears, as I wept into the pillow. We barely knew each other, but as my new roommate she was aware that my dad had recently died. She had heard me crying and came to check on me. I finally felt myself calming down and as my breathing returned to normal and I shut my eyes to rest, she quietly tiptoed out of the room.
Little did I know what she had seen. … More He Protected Me From The Grave
My best friend is a fighter. And by best friend I am not talking about my college roommate (who, by the way, is pretty awesome), not my fiancé (although he comes a very close second), but the friend I am talking about is my mom. The women who not only gave me life, but also helped … More I Miss November 12th
How can there ever be a silver lining to fighting a deadly illness? There can’t be, right? These were the questions swirling somewhere in the back of my mind that cold November when my always healthy and strong mom was very unexpectedly diagnosed with stage three cancer. I was trying to make sense of it … More Searching For My Silver-Finding Beauty Within Tragedy