When platitudes start to make sense

By on July 23, 2014

When the Peanut was born, people would tell me all number of platitudes. The most common from nurses and hospital staff was that the Peanut “is not her diagnosis”. Internally, I scoffed. I was faced with another piece of bad news each day leading to an overwhelming list of medical issues. ┬áThis statement did nothing Read More...



How it feels when your life makes other people thankful for their own

By on July 18, 2014

Prefix: I wrote this post (including the note at the end) 10 weeks ago when the Peanut was still in the hospital. I don’t feel this way now. This post was about as bad as it got. I was angry. I was looking for someone to blame. And I didn’t want platitudes intended to comfort. Read More...