My chubby little hands just couldn’t part with it…that luxurious pink fuzzy robe that Megan purchased at Victoria’s Secret for…
Author Valerie Bourdain
Maybe it’s the creative thinker in me, but I’ve long been a fan of the magical world of wishes and…
In retrospect, it was the surprise dress-rehearsal before my daughter Megan’s 2004 cancer diagnosis. The stage was San Antonio and…
Dad was an ambitious young architecture student with an unwavering focus on a lifetime of success. His strong work ethic…
My daughter was a lover of all things Christmas. During her many hospital stays, Megan was so grateful for all…
The day the employee at Goodwill carded me under the suspicion of using a fraudulent Senior Citizen discount card was…
Dear Megan, I remember you as brave as you faced each of the 1344 days that spanned between cancer diagnosis…
A year into my training relationship with my nutrition and life coach Matt Jackson, I made a spontaneous decision to…
The pool at the apartment building is open, and within a few hours I will be parked on a luxurious…
The crowd roars in my imagination. Secretly I am an American Gladiator with a cool name like Lace or Zap. …
