I once dreamed of you, many years ago on a crisp fall day. I wasn’t more than nineteen years old and I had fallen asleep on the living room couch as the sun streamed in, catching the dust particles in the afternoon light, dancing and moving against and with one another. I remember my first … More To the children I will never have:
I was twenty-one when I first moved away from home for a semester of college. It might seem late to some but for a young girl with no direction in life, depressed and suffering with anxiety and undiagnosed PTSD from childhood sexual abuse she had yet to disclose to anyone, this was a huge deal. … More “Get out of the van, Mia; Keep going.” – A 24 mile life lesson about not giving up.
“How many pregnancies have you had total?” the technician asked as lightly as if she had asked about the weather. I wasn’t prepared for that question. It wasn’t the question I normally get from medical personal; that of, “Are you now or have you ever been pregnant?” That is the question I am prepared … More The unbearable pain of Motherhood.
There is a disturbing trend going around. It’s out of control. I dare say, it is possibly the most threatening event of the first few days of 2016. That’s right, folks … I am talking about the use of “spirit animal” getting out of hand. I have recently heard on a TV program and … More Struggle with Joy
Ok, world. Here. Is. The. Deal. To all my writer/blogger friends: the out of control numbered lists of things we should and shouldn’t be doing has gotten way out of hand. Now, saying, “The 5 things you should …” or “the 10 things you should never …” is okay enough but the proverbial line … More 26 ¼ things to NEVER say to anyone who is single … or actually to NEVER say to a single Mormon girl … or better yet, to keep this really simple, just never say these things to someone who is single AND named Mia Chard.
I’m pretty sure I’m old. I don’t feel old but I’m pretty sure I am because never did I believe I would start an essay with the line, “When I was young …”; well, we can’t all stay young forever, so, here goes nothing – or here goes my youth – you decide: I can … More What texting during church taught me about judgment.
I asked someone out this weekend. He said no. It’s an awful feeling to put yourself out there and then have the risk not be rewarded, to feel a keen sense of rejection and try not to let that affect you. When it comes to relationships, I am familiar with this type of rejection, … More What do you SEE in your reflection?
I love language. I love the power that can come in the right word, the right phrase; how one can be reading or listening to music, or even talking with a friend and the right words come together in a way that one is caught off guard and pleasantly surprised. For me, it often feels … More Trauma. Loss. Courage. Compassion.
For as long as I can remember, my dad and I have had a game that we play while driving. It normally begins when the weather starts to change, when it gets cooler. It’s been a long time since I have played it, but every now and then I’ll catch myself thinking about it and … More Holding on. Letting go.
I used to think I knew a lot. About myself. About life. About other people. More and more, however, I am understanding that what I yet know, far outweighs what I do know. I see in myself and others, this overpowering need to have answers; this need to have knowledge, to fill in the blanks … More What we think we know.