The Remembering Heart

The Remembering Heart

The Remembering Heart. A gift from Children’s Hospital Los Angeles The hospital called it the Remembering Heart. They gave it to me as part of a bedside ritual the day Aiden died. It’s a necklace with two white ceramic heart charms tied with gold strings....
A Wrinkled Heart

A Wrinkled Heart

It’s hard to fix a wrinkled heart At the beginning of the school year, we decided to partner with one other family with two children the same age as ours and do school together for the year. It has proven to be the best decision we have ever made. To break up...
An Invitation to Pause

An Invitation to Pause

Nick and I took advantage of the long weekend and traveled to Lake Nacimiento for a short vacation. On our second morning, I got up early to watch the sunrise over the lake. I sat curled up on the couch hot tea and book in hand as the sky woke up. Sunrise at Lake...
A Reading Life

A Reading Life

Reading Life A Reading Life Have you ever thought about your reading life? I don’t mean do you like fiction or non-fiction – mystery or romance? I’m talking about your relationship to reading, both the content and the act. A reading life asks...
A Year in Grief

A Year in Grief

Aiden Thomas Henderson November 12th marked the one-year anniversary of Aiden’s death. Coincidentally it was also the day his obituary was published. Writing it had been one of those things on my to-do list that just seemed so unfair, but I also couldn’t...
First trip

First trip

I took my crew out of town for a much-needed change of scenery.  We left the house an hour later than planned, and still forgot things, but were too giddy with excitement to care. We all piled in the car and headed North on the 101 to Cambria. This part of the Central...
Things Happened, I’m Still Here.

Things Happened, I’m Still Here.

Big sigh… This feels like eating canned green beans. I hate canned green beans. As a kid, I would eat everything else on my plate so slowly knowing each bite brought me closer to the inevitable ending. If I wanted to get up from the table I had to finish the...
Laundry Meditation

Laundry Meditation

A few weeks ago I was talking with my therapist about focus. I often find myself wandering around the house “busy” but not really doing anything. Durning our conversation meditation came up. I gushed about how much I love meditation. I have a candle, and a...
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