Family & Belonging
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Every trail becomes a kingdom when Theo reaches for leaves like stars and turns an ordinary afternoon into an adventure.
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Grief is not only the moment someone leaves; it is every birthday, song, and ordinary Tuesday that keeps carrying the love forward.
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Motherhood introduces us to impossible versions of ourselves: exhausted, fierce, tender, and somehow still standing.
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Tiny hands know only that her arms are home, never seeing the battles she fought just to keep showing up.
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Strength does not always look like taming a lion; sometimes it has four small hands reminding a mother why she keeps going.
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At two in the morning, cold coffee, laundry, and a judgmental cat hold up the same house motherhood keeps running through the dark.
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The boys are coming home, but relief arrives carrying supervision, weekends away, and the knowledge that another fight may still be waiting.
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A summer trip in Vancouver turns frightening when an almost-two-year-old’s warmth becomes the first sign that something is terribly wrong.
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Some days the poems wait while bottles, laundry, little hands, and ordinary motherhood take the whole page.
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Theo fills his pockets with feathers, rocks, leaves, and stories, collecting little miracles where grown-ups usually collect worries.
Between Bruises & Blooms 