Dear Diary, As most of you know, I lost my beloved mom two years ago. A year after that, I lost my
No one filled, challenged, invigorated, exasperated, and illuminated me like Claudia did. She was breath and life and death rolled up in a beautiful package of gentle skin and kaleidoscope eyes. ~ Hurricane Lessons, Chapter 5
Dear Diary, I’m new to Substack, and it feels a little bit like high school all over again. I’m already stressing about
Dear Diary, I’ve been fat on and off for most of my adult life. When I had four babies in five years,
