I’m Sarah.

You made it to my blog of Fairy Tales and Calamities.

I grew up in a little beach town called Jupiter in South Florida. I spent a good majority of my time reading Harry Potter and devising a plan to meet JK Rowling. Since the age of 11 I’ve written with the express intent of publishing something so entirely magical Joanna Rowling will demand to hug me and have a proper sit down tea and gossip session.

At the age of 19, I gave birth a beautiful baby boy. The next 18 months were spent falling in love with motherhood and then an entire year consumed by addiction and grief after his unexpected death.

Getting sober was an adventure I chose to punctuate with another pregnancy. My second son was born around the same time Obama got his second term and I discovered I was settling in most areas of my life. After the sifting and searching I discovered I was very much in love with my best friend & recently she asked me to be her wife. 

Through every fairy tale and calamity of my life, someone stood by me. Sometimes it was a friend or family member and other times it was a helpful blog that someone had written specifically about whatever crazy thing I was currently experiencing.

I don’t have answers to the difficult questions, I mostly don’t have answers to the easy ones either. The other day I told my 5-year-old that wild goldfish eat algae. I’m not even confident goldfish exist in the wild. We are here to hold each other up, to brace each other’s unsteady stance and most importantly sit in the dirt beside someone because sometimes we just need company.

I love to sit in the dirt and mud and tears. I am comfortable there because it is the place I called home for a very long time. Visiting often, I find that if I can avert my eyes from the ground long enough, a person has appeared beside me. When I see someone on the ground shaking and cold I want to be that person. This blog is for all my broken souls, the determined dreamers, the okayest parents.

I want to sit with you. To just be there. Let’s share in our collective stories, both fairy tales and calamities.