A box full of broken mirrors

I feel like my family is stuck in a sick, dark version of the Groundhog Day movie. Our version is full of ridiculous superstitions that bombard us with misfortune.  We persistently live on Friday the 13 and I feel like we are delicately balancing a box full of broken mirrors across the cracked floor of the… Read More

From Her Back to Her Toes

Yesterday the girls and I traveled to Indy for a follow up apointment with Dr. D, Bai’s orthopedic surgeon. I am happy to report that her back seems to have fully recovered from all its summer drama. I was told that once we left Indy in June with Bai’s back blowing up like a balloon… Read More