It’s been a rough couple of weeks, as you can probably imagine. I was in a peaceful sleep on a Sunday morning when I rolled over and happened to pick up my phone. This lovely image was staring back at me with just an “so this happened….” message.
A letter to my daughter, Today was a day where I wanted nothing to do with my appearance. I woke up late, quickly brushed my teeth and pulled up my hair into a ponytail. No time for make-up, no time to do more then a quick wipe of my face with a cloth. I looked frumpy, un-kept, tired and I felt fat. Later in the day I went to take a