My father died—from a cancer that could have been prevented. In fact, the majority of skin cancer is preventable.
How I Dealt With My Teenage Daughter’s Depression After My Husband Died
When something feels wrong, it usually is.
My Body, My Baby, My Abortion
The condemnation of abortion under any circumstance, which has once again played such an influential part in the outcome of our recent presidential election, pushes grief and depression into dangerous black spots.
It’s Okay To Live
But it’s okay to live when our children do not. It’s okay for us to find purpose and happiness again.
How Do You Explain The Death Of A Pet?
“He is on a planet just for dogs, called Dog Planet,” my husband and I both say.
Remembering Sandy Hook—An Interview With Shannon Watts of Moms Demand Action
Like so many others in America, I was devastated by the shooting at Sandy Hook School that claimed the lives of 20 first graders and six educators, and resolved that day to never again be silent.
My Mother Taught Me How To Be A Mom
It doesn’t matter how old you are, there are moments in life when you just need your mother.
My Mother’s Presence
At a time in my mother’s life when she was facing one of her greatest fears—letting her child go and be in a place where she was not, she was also saying goodbye to her own mom.
My Mother’s Hands
As I watch my children grow up, I know that my mom’s presence in my life did not end with her death.
Hold The Memory Close; Let It Go Again
Hold and release. Hold the memory close; let go again and again and again.