Dear Avery, It was April of 2019, I had just got back from an incredible work trip with an extended vacation to Ireland. A week later, I was back on a plane to San Antonio, Texas for a work conference (a week after I’d be back in Austin, Texas all the while living in SouthernContinue reading “A palm reading, a vivid dream, and the universe”
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Stopping Racism. It starts with me. And then my home.
Dear Avery, I have a white male son who is about to make his entrance into 2020 — and what a YEAR this has been already. On top of a global pandemic, the United States has been exposing its polarizing political and economic viewpoints while also shining a spotlight on societal issues that many ofContinue reading “Stopping Racism. It starts with me. And then my home.”
The Covid Pandemic and Quarantine life: What I know and what I do not know.
Dear Avery, One of my very favorite classes in high school was creative writing. We’d come in every day and write for the first 10 mins on the topic Ms. Angelone put on the board. One day it said: “What I do know, and what I do not know”. Write down the things you know,Continue reading “The Covid Pandemic and Quarantine life: What I know and what I do not know.”
Pregnant during COVID pandemic: it takes a village, a positive mindset, and yoga pants
Dear Avery, At this very moment, our world is experiencing the COVID-19 or Coronavirus pandemic. Most of us are voluntarily quarantining ourselves, while others it is mandatory. Scary and wild times right now, so I thought it was important to document this as a woman who is a first time preggo. First and foremost, weContinue reading “Pregnant during COVID pandemic: it takes a village, a positive mindset, and yoga pants”
8 years of waiting to meet you, little one
Dear little one, This letter is 8 years in the making. 8 years of yearning to become a mother. The magical time has come, and I get say “I’m pregnant”. Something I’ve been longing to say out loud. And now the time is here. You are currently the size of an avocado and doing back-flipsContinue reading “8 years of waiting to meet you, little one”
With Love, Aunt Megs 