Banana Cream Pie

It has been; actually I do not know how long its been. But I miss her. I miss her smile, her dancing, her spanglish. “Longer you don’t make a mess” I miss everything from her Skechers, to her pink beanie and pony tail. She was […]

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remember me?

today is probably my most favorite day of the year. you cant help but get overwhelmed with all these emotions. I love a good reason to feel. you are hopeful yet terrified, anxious and ready. We will wake up tomorrow another day, in yet another […]

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Birth of a Mother

Having lost and birthed a child; neither path is a skip down the road. They both can make you feel isolated, confused, desperate with a little dash of hope. You are constantly striving to see the bright side, tomorrow is a new day, “it’ll get […]

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The Reckoning

You can tell someone has just had a baby by the mere fact that they simply fall off the face of the Earth. Or is that just me? I seem to always find a reason to disappear. No wonder my husband questions the ready to […]

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over the hills & to the bump

What I learned about myself being pregnant for the second time. A segment on all things I am sure always existed that are just highly heightened right now. Grateful is my new attitude of being. I love being pregnant way toooo much. (i get it […]

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it starts; yesterday.

What to say in a time where every word is crucial. Every moment, every discussion, every interaction has layers to it. We have gone by far too long silently watching our brothers and sisters suffer. Saying things like “I am not a racist” but also […]

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Dreams of Friendship’s past

Lately I have been having these dreams. Dreams of friendships past. This may sound like a repetitive post from two years ago when we first severed ties with toxic people who called themselves my friends. And yet here we are again, my subconscious drowning me […]

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If there was ever a time..

hello 2020. Of all the years in all the land the universe chose this one to be written in history books for generations to come. Every night the neighborhoods are like that Christmas story you read as a kid “T’was the night before Christmas, when […]

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