Love can be Messy

Love. We all want it. We all need it. And we all think we do it really well…but what does it look like? When our son Tim was in Jr High he had the aspiration to go to the Air Force academy. Well, how exciting. We even got a call from the secretary to our…

Giving up the Chaise

Confession: I used to watch soap operas. Back in the day with Jenny and Greg on “All my Children”I was sure we were all really the best of friends. And in that every soap has a matriarch, Phoebe was theirs. I assumed that I would one day achieve this status with all my children. In January…

“Letting Go of the Rope”

“I have this Emily, let it go”. “No” I said to God as the crocodiles in a pond, snapped at the air beneath me, “I can’t let go”. It was the same rope I was always trying to walk on. I prided myself in that I walked on a tightrope without ever wobbling between accepting…

Own It!

In the few interviews I’ve given they always ask what my secret is to getting past the death of our son. I always seem to come up with something brilliant, after the interview is over. I did use “own it” once though. But what does that look like? Well, as of yesterday my publicity campaign…