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:
“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.
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.
Hi. I love you. I really do. I would venture to say that 80% of friendships are with you and those relationships I count as some of my finest. I’m thankful each day to be associated with you, to learn from you as women, to grow vicariously through you as you share with me your … More To the wife or mom that gets uncomfortable or embarrassed for me when I talk about the pain I feel in being single:
It happened again yesterday. This overwhelming sense of shame that started in my stomach and seemed to extend itself until it encompassed me whole. Even my fingertips could feel the hot, white, burning shame. It was so real and evident to me that even though I was in mid conversation with someone I had zero … More The white, hot, shame of being SINGLE