There are far better things ahead than any we leave behind.
"Uh hello? Anybody out there?" As the kids movie plays in the background I stare at a horrific sight in the mirror. A messy mom bun is what I'm rocking these days, with matching bags of darkness laying underneath my eyes. My fashion has taken a drastic turn for the worst as the nightmare… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: She’s back…
There's crayon murals on my walls, floors and computer. The laundry has piled up like Mt. Everest and I can't find my keys. The bills are stacked neatly on my computer desk, but lets be honest the nightmare has just begun. I hear the cries of Elleanna that escaped her crib again and found her way to… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: Where is my happy place?
I write this to inform, to vent and to shed light on a subject difficult for many to speak about. I ask that my readers understand and pass no judgment on my grieving years later as if it was still an opened wound and those that have just began to grieve. Thank you. There's still… Continue reading This one’s for my angel: The Revealing…
Melissas-Miles 