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I reconnected with a friend today. A friend who, after years apart, had me laughing before she even closed my front door. She's the kind of friend who makes years apart seem like they were only minutes. She is also a friend who, in our time apart, has known her own pain, heartbreak, and grief.…
Grief is a journey. It's not a road with a beginning and an end, but a maze of complicated landscapes and twisting paths. As you start to get your bearing, you are likely to look up and find yourself helplessly lost and wondering which way to go. Any progress you make is marred by the…
Dear Dorothy, Happy birthday to you. How incredible that it has been a year since you entered our world and how incredibly heartbreaking that it has been a year since we said good-bye. It has been the most heartbreaking blessing to have spent this last year as your parents, your advocates, and your memory keepers.…
I've been wanting to write for a while now. I have all of these essays and entries swimming around in my head that are looking for a way out. I have thoughts I want to share, experiences I want to celebrate, and misgivings that I want to express. I want to commit these notions to…
We've made it to 30 weeks. I go back and forth between wanting to celebrate and wanting to curl up and hide. I want to embrace every moment of this wonderfully, healthy pregnancy with unblinking eyes and I also want to just close my eyes and open them up when they put my baby in…
It's cold out. It's really cold out. Like, snuggled-under-a-blanket-with-Project-Runway-reruns-cold-out. Today is the kind of day where you can get a lot of thinking done. Sometimes that can be a dangerous thing for me. Lately, my mind has a tendency to find itself forging a path through anxiety and stress. But not today. Today, I chose…
Recently I was fortunate to have my contribution selected for a musical retrospective on Vermont Public Radio . The prompt was to choose a song that represented a moment, experience or mood from 2016. I easily chose my song to contribute, but I felt so many other songs rattling around in my head that I…
By Mike Whalen Rarely do I find solace in religion or Biblical stories but I find myself reflecting on the Christmas story. Today we gathered to celebrate the birth of a child. This child, the Christ child, was born to suffer and die. Aren't we all though? Birth, suffer, death. Repeat. Mary seems uniquely positioned…