Room 105

“Hi, welcome. I’m Kendayl. This must be Finley.” Kendayl knelt down to get eye level with Finley. 

“Hi, Finley. I’m so glad you could come today.” Finley smiled and gave…

PTSD

“Finley, let’s brush your teeth at the sink like a big girl!” I scooped Finley up and wrapped her long legs around my torso. 

“YEAH!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“I’m coming too.”…

Landscaping

“Mama, what are you doing?!” My big three stood there, mouths open, shocked by the catastrophic state of the front yard and of their mother. I was covered with…

Purpose

“What am I doing?” I say to myself daily. 

“I don’t know, Mama.” My kids often respond. 

I pause, racking my brain why I just came into the kitchen, knowing there…