This subject is hard. Who wants to admit to being needy? To being broken? No one, that’s who. Yet, we are. Each and every one of us. Sweet E, my lovely little man, how I love you and your brokenness, your neediness. Don’t be afraid. Don’t fear what is uncomfortable to face. When I was …
Emotion
My sweet little man, each time I sit down to write what I know, I wonder if I’ll be able to do my emotions justice by my words. Emotions are the best part of being who we were born to be; they’re the colors we use to draw outside all the lines, baby. You’re going …