I am a mother of three boys, one of whom has special needs. I am a widow. I live with end-stage renal disease, a heart condition, and the lasting effects of a stroke. Some days my body reminds me how fragile life is, and some days I just try to make it through until bedtime.

I am also a daughter, navigating my own grief and responsibilities while caring for my family. Despite the challenges, I keep showing up—because survival, love, and connection matter more than perfection.

This blog exists to share the raw, honest experience of living with illness, loss, and motherhood. I write about the messy, hard, and beautiful parts of life—the moments that don’t always make sense but still matter. Here, honesty is enough.