Mango Lady

I have one of those faces. Well, no, it's probably not my face, since I don't always wear a friendly expression and tend to get lost in thought a lot, even in public. There's something about me, though, that induces complete strangers to come up to me in public places (including restrooms) and ask my … Continue reading Mango Lady

“Legitimate” Grief — or Why it Still Matters

[NOTE: This three-year-old post was imported from an old blog of mine. This month marks 13 years since the day I reference below, not ten.] ________________________________________________________ December 18, 2013, marks ten years since the worst day of my life. I can't believe it's been a decade since I lost my first child, since I spent … Continue reading “Legitimate” Grief — or Why it Still Matters