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The Heartbeat I Needed to Hear
Every year on September 11, I think about where I was when the world seemed to stop. I was almost eight months pregnant with Dylan. That morning, Katey came into my room. “OMG, April. You have to see this.” I remember turning on the TV and trying to understand what I was looking at. It…
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There Will Never Be Another Picture
I’ve been looking through a lot of old photos lately. Every time I write a story for this blog, I go digging. Through my phone. Facebook. Old albums. Screenshots. Anywhere I might find a picture that goes with the memory I’m trying to tell. And somewhere in all that looking, I realized something that absolutely…
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My First Pink Walk
I’ve never done a breast cancer walk before. Not when Katey was going through treatment. Not after we lost her. And not while I was going through treatment myself. This will be my first one. And somehow that makes deciding to do it feel like a bigger deal than I expected. For a long time,…
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Everyone Thinks I’m Back to Normal.
There’s this weird thing that happens after cancer treatment. Your hair starts growing back. Your color comes back. You start going places again. You’re back to work full time. You laugh. You make plans. You post pictures where you look like yourself. And everybody thinks you’re better. Hell, sometimes I try really hard to make…
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FOMO Is Real
Have I always had FOMO? Apparently, I just didn’t realize how bad it was. I mean, I got so drunk at my own wedding (thanks to my cousin who kept handing me drinks) that Stacy put my ass to bed, and then I got back up because everyone was still outside having fun at my…
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You. Are. Mean.
Dylan was a little stinker when he was young. I say that with all the love in the world. He was funny, stubborn, full of personality, and my brother Tim absolutely loved to antagonize him. And somehow, by some miracle, we got one of those moments on video. We still have it. Dylan was playing…
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Our First Date
I guess if I’m going to tell stories about my husband on this blog, I should probably introduce him. His name is Stacy. Yes, Stacy. 😂 He always jokes about having a girl’s name. When he introduces himself, he’ll sometimes say, “I’m Stacy. Like the girl.” So when you see Stacy showing up in my…
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Apparently, I’m Too Nice
I was told at work yesterday that I’m too nice. And I’m still not entirely sure how I feel about that. This whole thing came up because of the bedbug situation at work. Because apparently the bedbug saga needed another chapter. Now we have to have one-on-one conversations with everyone who works in my department.…
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He Bought Me a Present
I got home from work the other day and there was a present sitting on the table. An actual wrapped present. It was a pretty decent-sized box, wrapped in red paper with polka dots all over it. I looked at Stacy. “There’s a present on the table.” “Yes,” he said, all excited. “I got you…
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Apparently, I Have a Bitin’ List Now
I’ve started listening to country music again. I go through phases with music. I’ll listen to the same kind of shit forever, wander off into something completely different, and then eventually find my way back. Well, apparently I’m back in my country era. The other day, Bitin’ List by Tyler Childers came on. And then…