If he was still here.

For most people, every March 17th is a day to wear green and share some drinks with friends. For me, every March 17th I count the years and think to myself, ‘has it really been that long’?

Perhaps we’re not entitled to know everything.

Since July my husband and I have known the exact date our daughter is going to be born.  It is a bit surreal, really. Knowing that on this certain date and time I will go in for a scheduled cesarean section with my husband by my side and we will officially be a family of … Continue reading Perhaps we’re not entitled to know everything.