A writer · A teacher · A life well lived
One of the things I had to give up when my husband died was the publishing contract that I had on my middle grade/high school fantasy novel that I had worked so hard on and was so excited to see coming to print. It was a gutting decision, but one…
The first time I realized that grieving the love of my life would mean crying over the weirdest shit was when I was in the…
By next week it will already be a month since my husband died. It still feels raw and gutting. There is also some relief knowing…
I am 37 years old. And I am a widow. If you had asked me a month ago what I thought this year would look…
Motherhood in the suburbs is an adventure unto itself. Social systems are constructed on your children’s achievements, your helpfulness in your community and your popularity…

Hi, I’m Kate! I am the author of this blog that takes you on a journey from books to widowhood to teaching and everything in between.