A Poetic Response to Senator Toomey

A burned down house. The desecrated remains of a life, charred and broken standing silent in the night, soaked in the tears of lost memories. A burned down house once filled with love and bursting laughter, Unbridled joy and hope reduced to an empty shell. A burned down house. Remnants of strength and safety of… Continue reading A Poetic Response to Senator Toomey

To my children, when chronic illness gets the best of me:

I want you to know that I love you more than anything, and you mean the world to me. I'm sorry that I have all of these health issues that don't go away. I wish every day that I could get better, because I know it's very hard for you to understand sometimes. When I… Continue reading To my children, when chronic illness gets the best of me: