The Little Things

This last week was my first back at school. First days are usually associated with excitement and anticipation, looked forward to. I, however, have been dreading this week for a while now. Going back to school feels like “moving on,” so to speak, from something I can never actually be apart from. Going back to …

A Magical Perspective

There’s something almost magical about experiencing such a devastating loss. Hear me out on this one, because I know the minute you read that sentence you thought, “how twisted is she to say something so sad is magical?!” And no, I don’t for one second think that losing my babies is “magical,” but I do …