About Me

Pris HS

Pris Blossom is the Miami Local Expert for USA Today’s 10Best. Currently a contributor to Vivala, Hello Giggles, and FreeValues, her words have also appeared on xoJane, Apartments.com, Global Grasshopper, Gogobot (on assignment as a City Correspondent), Hubdin, and the Miami New Times. She specializes in travel (event promotion and coverage, restaurant and venue reviews, things to do, road narratives), parenting (high-risk pregnancy, toddler-mom life, infant loss), feminism / women’s interest (reproductive rights, body positivity, ), and entertainment (TV and film reviews, news, and listicles).

Pris loves finding, making, and telling good stories. Whether it’s in a blog post, via an interview, recorded on a podcast, drawn in pictures, or written down on cocktail napkins, she understands and appreciates the art of storytelling.

She also enjoys practicing yoga and aspires to one day become a certified yoga instructor (but for now is working on simply perfecting her crow pose). She’s a latinx feminist who believes in equality for all and understands we’re still a long ways away from having that. A life-long Floridian, Pris lives with her software developer husband and curious, energetic one-year-old son. She also very much misses her first child, her daughter Margaret Hope, who was born prematurely and died shortly after birth. Her experience has caused her to speak out about the challenges of being a loss parent and to be an advocate for all loss parents.

Pris is currently working on a collection of essays inspired by a solo trip around the U.S. after the recession, a coming-of-age novel based on her complicated relationship with a childhood friend (whom she eventually lost to adult on-set schizophrenia), a collection of essays and poems about growing up in Miami, and another project based on her travels to Nicaragua to get to know the land of her ancestors. She is currently searching for representation for these works-in-progress.

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5 thoughts on “About Me

  1. You have me remembering a stretch in my life when many of my journal entries included the adjective “strange.” Looking back, I see these came in periods when I was being exposed to new experiences and great growth.
    If you’re life is getting, as you say, stranger and stranger, I hope it’s for the same positive reasons.
    Yes, I could tell you about some strange times and people. And yes, I miss many of them.

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  2. Dear Ms. Blossom and Family, I am a Baptist pastor in upstate NY. I just read your blog on the loss of your daughter Maggie. I am so profoundly sorry for your loss. Steve Barrows

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  3. Pris – I loved your Salon piece about Atheism and grief. I am an atheist, a high school history teacher and the father of a child with a profound cognitive disability. While I recognize every human’s right to process and integrate grief into their lives in a way that makes sense for them, I resent others’ attempts to ameliorate my pain (surrounding my son’s life, and my life as his dad) because they are uncomfortable with my grief. I also reject the assertion that an individual’s moral compass cannot be true without a belief in a higher power. Thank you for your good words on the subject. Dan

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  4. Dear Friend,

    I’m very grateful for your article “My Child is not in Heaven.” I can see myself easily making the mistake so many did with you. Because of you, I now know better how to be loving and supportive of others in similar situations.

    I am so sorry for the death of your dear daughter. I’m also sad that people, meaning to be helpful, ended up compounding your sorrows. Please accept my sincere sympathy.

    Best regards,

    Maggy Shannon
    Macon, GA

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  5. From one bereaved mother to another.

    We lost our son Billy-Joe a month ago, at 13 months. He was happy and healthy one minute, and being ravaged by meningitis septicaemia the next. We live in the UK, where religion does not especially dominate our culture, and yet it still seems to have the monopoly on death. We too have endured platitudes about heaven and angels, and my (now ex-) best friend has dismayed me by telling me that our son is in contact with her from the spirit world. Yes, really. Apparently my son, whose loss is something that I haven’t even begun to accept and process, is HER guardian angel.

    We too are struggling to find support outside of religion, but our beliefs are strong. As long as we live to honour our son and carry him in our hearts and minds, he is with us, always.

    Our son’s funeral had to be held in the local cricket club on account of the lack of secular venues in our town. We had a humanist ceremony, and the words at his internment were perfect for our boy, and maybe your Maggie:

    Billy-Joe, into the freedom of the wind and sunshine

    We let you go.

    Into the dance of the stars and the planets

    We let you go.

    Into the wind’s breath and the earth’s embrace

    We let you go.

    We love you, we miss you, we will remember you.

    Go safely. Go.

    Big unconditional compassionate hugs to you.

    Jules X

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