it just won’t stop hurting. i don’t think it ever can. and i’ve learned not to expect it to. this morning we shared breakfast, as a family. cracker barrel is our saturday tradition. we go for the pancakes and the tiny individual bottles of syrup that the kids can handle on their own if they...
images above taken by jonathan canlas in san francisco about a year and a half ago. we were sitting in our therapists office. i was crying. a conclusion had finally been reached. the D word (we’re still not able to say divorce in front of the kids). nothing felt real. the sense of failure and...
many of you have guessed by now -and maybe you’ll find that you’re right. but to a lot of you, this might come as a shock – which doesn’t mean you’ve been wrong, necessarily. so maybe we can all agree that right and wrong in this context, in this post, in this announcement and decision,...
