It is absolutely amazing how one gesture, one word, one conversation can be forgotten by one person, while the person on the receiving end replays every second of that one moment in their head. A conversation focused solely on something benign: a baseball game, the weather, a new show streaming on Netflix, or something on the […]
I worried about going into public and what it would be like.
Call me sensitive, call me crazy, but just don’t call my child an offensive name.
This isn’t the baby I dreamed of
This isn’t the life I had planned
I think you have made a mistake here
I really just don’t understand.
I may be the only one who is thankful for the pandemic. It bought me time. I didn’t have to face the world for an entire year after my child was born with a rare genetic disorder. I could barely face my new reality, let alone people that I know and strangers that I would meet.