The Baby Who Saved My Life… Part VI “Good Friday, and My Descent Into Hell”

Suddenly, the stalled atmosphere of “random refugee mother trying to be near her newborn” morphed into a flurry of urgent activity.... Hospital bracelets were being strapped onto my arms, I was tattooed with heart monitors and bandaids, had several IV entry points and vial after uncountable vial of blood taken, wires, monitors.... and voices saying [...]

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Loving the Skin You’re In… For Misfits

This is 'Myims'... Myims had her own hashtag by the time she was talking.  Mainly because, it's almost as if I birthed a soul older than mine.  Her eyes carry a depth that doesn't quite fit a kindergartener (or a two year old, back when she was two...), and she says exactly what she means, in [...]

Good Enough… Is That All?

Good enough. Those words make me cringe. I want to be the best, the top, the MVP, the respected expert, the living saint, the smartest at something, the cleanest (at least house-wise), the youngest looking for my age (belly laugh), the fittest, the most healthy, the best cook with well-balanced all-0rganic foods... But I may be... [...]