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Sandy Jorgenson Articles
Sitting now on the cusp of my 35th birthday, I find myself taking stock of my life thus far, shoving my youth under a microscope while I ask myself this one thing: Am I careening full-tilt toward my final days on this earth, or am I only just getting started here?
Read...Two years ago, I had a two-year-old daughter who’d never met her grandfather.
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Read...When I check on our daughter before heading to bed myself, I have to do a quick scan around her full-size bed just to locate her. She is almost never remotely close to where she started out. But she is almost always upside down, head jammed up against the wall or her footboard, stuffed animals scattered like confetti all around her.
Read......[O]ur very responsibility is to equip them with everything they need before we shove them out of the nest and watch their wings spread far and wide... But what, then, is left for us?
Read...Death, we know because it’s drilled into us from an early age, is a natural part of life.
Read...My daughter was just reaching her first birthday before the dense fog of postpartum depression started to lift off of me. I didn’t realize it right away, though – and I certainly hadn’t even realized I was suffering from PPD at all.
Read...Life is hard work, and I think we all know this with varying degrees of certainty. It’s grueling, it’s relentless, it’s at times unforgiving, and it is always a damn hustle. So if you want a piece of coffee cake, get that cake, girl.
Read...You’d have a hell of a time if you ever dared to crawl through the recesses of a first-time mother’s brain.
Read...But what can be said for the day upon which I am no longer enough? I dread that day.
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