Love is many things to different people. But one thing it is not is uncertain. Love is a decision. A decision to stay. A decision to try.

So, this is how I make sense of the broken heart... But, first things first: I have to acknowledge this is not a pleasant subject. But...

I am writing to tell you why the month of April haunts me. It is the month we bade you a final farewell all those years ago...

Remembering my father on father's day. Dealing with the pain, grief and loss of a parent. Healing.

Embracing your vulnerable side means not sitting on the sidelines, wishing and hoping for something to come to you. Instead, it is daring to