When Ronan wakes first thing in the morning, he wants to be held for a while. And he gives kisses. Lots of kisses. Any moment when Ronan is asleep and I am awake. Like right now. Holding hands with my husband while we’re sitting on the couch enjoying a show together. Walking out of the grocery store realizing it was… Read More
Searching for Happiness.
I’m not happy. What does it even mean to say that? How do I reconcile the fact that I am ‘happily’ married to an amazing man, with a beautiful son, have a rewarding career, a nice home and the ability to pay bills and put food on the table – but then say I’m not happy? What does it mean… Read More
