Speaking up sounds honorable until speaking up makes someone uncomfortable.

I spent years raising my children to need me less. And now I have to learn how to live with the fact that it’s working.

There comes a point in motherhood when love has to stop looking like control.

There comes a point in motherhood when your children begin telling their own story.

One of the hardest things I’ve had to accept as a mother is that I can make a decision out of love and still hurt my children.

For a long time, I believed being a good mother meant putting my children first.

There are sacrifices I’ve made for my children that they may never know about.

There are moments in my children’s lives that I will never get back.

FINAL in Series

Finding pieces of present-day me, inside the writing of the younger version of me.