Redefining PTSDWOW. That is all I can say. My phone and social media completely blew up following my last post. It’s amazing what happens when…Continue Reading →
Dearest Lorelei, Forget the World and Find Your TribeLorelei splashed in the tub as I gently washed the shampoo from her curly hair. She is the first born of one of my…Continue Reading →
Feeling Fat on International Women’s DayToday is International Women’s Day. And I feel fat. Gasp. How could McCall Manning Dempsey, a positive body image speaker, feel fat? Oh the…Continue Reading →
Leaping Once AgainMy current state of mind is similar to that of six years ago when I leaping from treatment back out into the ‘real’ world……Continue Reading →
Life Lessons from the NorovirusIt was adding up to be a perfect night: the hubs was out of town, the kids were bathed and starting to rub their…Continue Reading →
Confession: I Don’t Like My KidsWhen I was in middle school my sister and I fought like cats and dogs. Actually, that’s not true. We were worse. Way worse.…Continue Reading →
Paying It Forward and Forward AgainThree hours. Three hours was all it took for the feelings to surface and the tears to flow. Three hours and a phone call…Continue Reading →
Heading Back to TreatmentYesterday, in between work emails and changing diapers, I received a text message that stopped me dead in my tracks: “I’m being admitted Thursday…Continue Reading →
Facing GhostsToday I earned a new piece of flare to pin on my Mom Vest. The “My Son Projectile Vomited All Over Me” is now…Continue Reading →
Your Fire is Calling. Answer It.“What do you want to be, McCall? Where is that fire inside telling you to go?” I was 18-years old and just weeks away…Continue Reading →
