I’m a motherless daughter

This is me at 6, I was pretty cute. This little girl has no idea the storm that’s coming. My mom died at 49. I’m now 42. This is a bizarre fact that I’ve only just come to appreciate as something I have to work through. I have had so much health anxiety for yearsContinue reading “I’m a motherless daughter”

Turning into my mother

I have these moments every once in awhile when I’ll catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror or I’ll notice a gesture or turn of phrase that reminds me so much of my mom. The other day I was in an airport coming home from a work trip and after I finished my meal,Continue reading “Turning into my mother”