The first time I type the word “postpartum” into my phone it autocorrects to “postmortem.”
“You should do something for yourself,” says my husband. “Go…
The first time I type the word “postpartum” into my phone it autocorrects to “postmortem.”
“You should do something for yourself,” says my husband. “Go…
Have I cried today? Who knows. I’m both unsure and can’t remember. There are dishes in the sink and a stain on the wall….
Saturday, June 30th, 2018:
Nearly 500 people gathered in downtown Billings this Saturday, joining a nationwide movement admonishing the Trump Administration’s recent immigration policy of…
Fair warning: this is not going to be a happy post.
I’m really not even sure how to start this. Even as I’m writing I’m…
Today was my wedding day.
It wasn’t a very big wedding. We’d actually been planning to get married in August, but after we found out…
I have had a shitty, shitty week.
Not like the kind of week, where you have a flat tire, an overdraft fee and get gum…
Dear New Photographer,
I’m writing this post because I was up late last night on a Facebook forum, reading close to 200 comments about new…
I couldn’t remember the last time someone had told me that, and I’ll never forget how hard it hit me when someone finally did.