Reflections on rejections. The lessons I've learned thus far on the long road to (hopefully) publication.
I call BS on anyone who asserts that we must abandon our personhood for motherhood. They can and should coexist.
2009: I'm 25. I'm two years away from finishing my graduate degree in Social Work. I'm a year away from getting married. Six years away from having my first son. And countless soul-searching breakdowns away from figuring out why I am so dreadfully unhappy. I spend a lot of my time crying. A lot of... Continue Reading →
This annual reflection forces me to slow down and gain perspective on the track I've laid in the previous year and pour gratitude into the work that has gotten me here.