Little lost boys

Two days before Jericho’s birthday a tiny baby bunny appeared outside my back door, which is sliding glass leading into a small, but high-fenced backyard. I see the babies often enough in little groups around the complex, tiny ones don’t generally wander too far from the nest until they’re about … Continue Reading →


The necessity of compassion

I had two hospital calls back to back a few weeks ago, and they were dramatically different in how the staff handled the cases, even though the calls were less than 24 hours apart. Before I get into it, it might help to get some context on why I say … Continue Reading →


Six

I had a dream last night that T, a woman from my grief group, showed up at my door. I was surprised to see her; I didn’t even think she remembered where I lived. When I opened the door she was crying, and holding a small baby. She screamed at … Continue Reading →


Jericho’s Birth, Part Three.

I’m not sure if this is part three or an epilogue, as it’s technically not part of the birth story. Still part of the initial experience, nonetheless. This story is written in three parts. Jericho’s original birth announcement, with photos, is [ here ]. [ Part One ] [ Part … Continue Reading →


Jericho’s Birth, Part Two

Part 2. This story is written in three parts. Jericho’s original birth announcement, with photos, is [ here ]. [ Part One ] [ Part Two ] is below. [ Part Three ]


Jericho’s birth, Part One

I’ve decided to write this in pieces. I can’t sit down and get it all out in one go. I can’t expect anyone to sit down and read it all in one go. I need to take breaks in between each section. There’s so much to tell. I need to … Continue Reading →