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Mother’s Day, Miracles, and Grief
Mother’s Day, Miracles, and Grief

In the envelope I pulled out one last thing — Mother’s Day cards. All handmade by me. She must have saved them all these years…

End of My World
End of My World

I made it to the other side of the end of my world.

Finding Still Waters
Finding Still Waters

For the first time since she left, the waters inside me are still.

Mom, you are gone.
Mom, you are gone.

Letter to Mom, with Love

World Without You
World Without You

There is a version of my life where I never had a child.

Stories of a Life
Stories of a Life

A starting place.

“In the story of my life, there is before giving birth - and after. A tectonic shift so great it swallowed me whole and what - or rather, who - resurfaced is entirely new.

But then, in the aftermath of this Great Awakening, my mother died. And I am new once again, for this great life passage — no matter the circumstance, will leave you raw.

The final cutting of the cord of the one who gave you life…”

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Elizabeth is a filmmaker, actress, and burgeoning writer. She is building a life in Los Angeles with her husband and baby boy, Romeo.

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Celebrating holidays and making our own special traditions has to be one of the most joyful parts of parenthood for me. Happy Easter to all who celebrate. It’s truly a season of new life, indeed 🌷🐣🐰
The Long Winter | Part I: The Truth I wrote this entire essay, then I wrote it again. I re-wrote it once more after that and this is what you will read. Each time I was inching my way closer and closer to the truth of how I feel, and what I want to
My sun thirsty skin is singing for this day, so grateful to be welcoming spring💫🌷
So much of our life is staring at each other, getting answers to questions about what time we need to be where, who wants to change a diaper who wants to unload the dishwasher, asking one another what else needs to get done. So when the rare and glo
“There is no way to anticipate how you will feel when it comes - the moment you lose your mother. It’s a threshold event so momentous it might surprise you that in the very instant, you are reduced to a fallen child, wailing in a puddle o
Heart on the page, home for my words — 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 — is here🕊️✨ I made this in the wake of my mother’s passing and only now can I see how her death gave way to a new beginning. There’s a link in my bio