I hope you can hear me, I needed you near meYesterday was the first among so many. The firsts are one of the hardest parts of grief.Dec 17, 2021Dec 17, 2021
Sharing a Home with Grief.Grief knows no boundaries. It does not respect time or place. It cannot read the room, or wait for the right moment. It has no edges where…Dec 8, 2021Dec 8, 2021
Scout Scout, Let It All Out.I spent days reeling from how deeply personal I got with my last post that I was trying to find some quirky, witty, thing I could talk…Dec 8, 2021Dec 8, 2021
Will I get to know myself in the place I amWhat am I so afraid of? What is there to fear if I already only see the worst parts of me.Jun 12, 2021Jun 12, 2021
Sunday is Calling…We truly are our own worst critic, and it is the one thing that will continue to inhibit us from being our best selves.Jun 7, 2021Jun 7, 2021
Wrestling with Depression in the Yosemite WildernessIn my years of battling with anxiety and depression, I all too often allowed it to win.Jun 4, 2021Jun 4, 2021
