A New Found Fear

I don't like to fly, I pump the imaginary break every time my husband drives, the movie Jaws actually still scares me, I hate cockroaches and heights. I'd say I am pretty average in the category of a level headed human being. I have my moments but over all at 32, I can say I … Continue reading A New Found Fear


Feeling Guilty For My Son’s Death

  I know. I KNOW. Trust me, I have heard it from my husband, doctor, nurses, family and friends. My first-born child’s death at 18 weeks was not my fault. But I can’t help but feel that I am responsible. I didn’t do drugs. I didn’t eat a gallon of goat cheese. I didn’t have … Continue reading Feeling Guilty For My Son’s Death