It’s Me & Ethan

Your Presence Is Required

It’s the sparkling lights, Soft glows reflected in their faces. It’s the busyness,hustle n’ bustle, Meeting friends and some old[…]

This Christmas there’s a lot of talk about offensive lyrics in Christmas songs. “Baby it’s Cold Outside”- which I have[…]

There isn’t an email going around the office. There isn’t talk about who’s wearing what while dodging the boss. There[…]

It’s a dark, crowded, murky, heavy jungle worth cutting your way through to find that beautiful clearing. Types of parents,[…]

I sit with him most days trying to get a smile, a smirk or even a little kiss. He’s[…]

What is it like raising a child with a terminal illness? I’ve often been asked that age-old question “How do[…]

What is a hospice? Is it a place where sadness hides in every corner? Is it a place that no[…]

I watch him sleep. I watch his little body jerk. I watch his arms and legs flail around before[…]

What makes a parent? They are the comforters. They are the sleep deprived. They are the first educators. They are[…]

It couldn’t have come at a better time. He had been struggling . This was a new struggle for[…]