The only people who think there’s a time limit for grief, have never lost a piece of their heart.
I always describe grief like a fine wine. Fine wines get better with age. People dealing with grief get better with age.
Read MoreI always describe grief like a fine wine. Fine wines get better with age. People dealing with grief get better with age.
Read MoreI’ve never really told my Honduran story before. But it sure is an interesting & complex one.
Read MoreA letter dropped on my doorstop. A big thick one with gold inscribed writing. It was May ’09 & I was seventeen.
Read MoreIn 2013 something amazing happened. Accidentally/randomly/incredibly I met David Beckham.
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