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I have spent over 14 years hiding this "tiny" part of my life, and it is now, only after writing my memoir, that I've realized that by hiding, I've been chipping away at my heart. I decided that I didn't want to hide anymore. I realized in that moment that I should have SHARED my pain instead of hiding.
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One year ago today I experienced my second miscarriage; almost a year prior to that I had the first. Looking back these last two years, I often feel disconnected as if what I went through didn't really happen.
"But I .. just .. knew it a second ago!"
I think we all have at least one area in our life that we truly want to change for the better. Quite often it is simply an issue of our "child-like" selves resisting the ideas for change brought on by our "adult" selves. So yes, I talked to myself. Out loud I might add. I must have looked mildly of a crazy person walking through Rosedale muttering words of encouragement under my breath. But I did feel better after the "talk."