It Was a Monday
I am not sleeping, so I will write. Tonight (which is now yesterday) at dinner, Liam asked, “Do you know what today is?” and Jim and I looked at each… Read more It Was a Monday →
It Can’t be Bought
I strongly believe every one’s happiness is his/her own responsibility. I can’t make anyone happy except myself, and no one can make me happy except me. I hold that standard… Read more It Can’t be Bought →
Memories: Why I Can’t Love Mothers Day
I’m going to come right out and say it – Mothers Day is not my favorite holiday. It has absolutely nothing to do with the holiday itself, and I don’t resent anyone else enjoying it. It’s just hard for me. Sorry, Mothers’ Day, it’s not you, it’s me and my insanely powerful memory. I remember the birth dates of most of my fifth grade classmates. Don’t ask me why; I don’t know. They just stick. I call it the Ken Jennings gene, and I’ve got it bad. I remember the… Read more Memories: Why I Can’t Love Mothers Day →
The Boy who Lived
I just got home from Party City, where I fought back tears. All I bought was wrapping paper and napkins. Liam will be TEN tomorrow. My little boy isn’t having… Read more The Boy who Lived →
The Gifts of Perspective and Purpose
Lately, I’ve been feeling low. The past seven months have been a journey to heal myself, and I hit a crossroads recently where the skills I’ve learned were tested and… Read more The Gifts of Perspective and Purpose →
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Indigestion . . . choking on facts and possibly taxes
I sometimes digest medical news, or the absence of it, with the metabolism of a large snake. In the past eight days I’ve spoken with Liam’s cardiologist, my dermatologist, my… Read more Indigestion . . . choking on facts and possibly taxes →
An Anniversary Excerpt
Heart Warriors was officially released on April 10th of 2012. It was entirely a coincidence that the book actually starts on April 10 of 2006. The beginning of the first chapter ends on April 12, 2006, seven years ago today. April 12th will never be an easy day for me. It was the only part of the book I found impossible to write in past tense. Those memories were ingrained in all of our hearts with scalpel and saw, sutures and suction. Today Liam and Moira had no school. To… Read more An Anniversary Excerpt →
At the Edge of the Bubble
I follow the Huffington Post Parents Blog on Facebook. This is where I read about Emily Rapp and find other good articles and interviews. Today, there was an article about… Read more At the Edge of the Bubble →
Amanda Rose Adams 