Life, Thank You for Having Me: A place to write home about

I start my day with the sound of the train. The whistle blows. I’m certain it’s greeting me. “Good morning Jenn. You’ve made it to see another day. You’re alive still.” The sun is up early and so am I. This little light of mine can’t wait until my 3-year-old Ahzi wakes up so we…

Life, Thank You for Having Me: A life sentence

Someone asked me the other day, “So, are you ok now?” Do you want the truth? You’ve seen my articles. The pictures of my family and me. My big smile. Some of you have seen Facebook posts of my husband Kevin, 3-year-old daughter Ahzi and of me having a good time again. Of selfishly focusing…

Life, Thank You for Having Me: Losing my hair, and finding myself again

“See that tree, honey?” I said to my husband Kevin. “It’s one of my favorites in our front yard. And like the hairs on my head, the leaves were abundant yesterday.” I remember getting out of the car and stopping. Marveling at the fullness. The vibrancy. The leaves have now fallen. Beautiful but no longer…