To me, character is the true measure of success.
Measuring success
To me, character is the true measure of success.
To me, character is the true measure of success.
My only baby is in Heaven. But I am still a mother. My husband and I are still parents. And we loved parenting. Not just because we had an unconditional love for our son we had never experienced prior to his existence. But because every moment we spent with him, every argument we had over … Continue reading My top 10 favorite things about parenting
Two months prior to losing my son, during the intensity of his treatment, the gravity of his illness at its heaviest and clinging to the hope of a miracle, my aunt died unexpectedly at the age of 56. I remember the distinct feeling in my heart as my mom was telling me she'd died, that … Continue reading Life lost
"If I listen closely, I can hear the rustle of Angel Wings and know that you're still with us."
I’m not a big news watcher. I have tried to focus a little bit of attention to the world around me lately since we are in the midst of a very historical election period, but generally, I do not turn on any of the major networks at 6:00. My news comes from E!, the Hollywood … Continue reading Rare gifts
I had a moment to breathe, look up, and wonder in awe at the beauty of our Earth. As I laid on my back, staring up at the afternoon sky after a brief thunderstorm, I thought of you in Heaven. Though I know you are there and not so far away, when I stared at … Continue reading Pieces of Heaven
In the eighteen months since losing my son, I've navigated grief by tirelessly running my body and brain, hating the world and everyone in it, blaming myself, and trying like hell to find ways to heal. The journey is endless and the path is dense and crooked, but I continue to search for answers that … Continue reading Praying for roadkill
Everyone has their 'people.' Those special few you can count on in a crisis, those who speak truth even if it's hard to hear, those who remind you of your strength when you feel weakest. If you're lucky, and work hard at your relationships, offer kindness and empathy, then you are probably someone's 'person.' One … Continue reading ‘People’ vs. ‘Friends’
I lost my necklace. My necklace, the one I wear every day. My necklace, the one with my sweet baby's initials. My necklace, the one that my girlfriends gave me on my first mother's day after I lost him. My necklace was gone. I was leaving for work and had almost forgotten to put it back … Continue reading A tiny triumph
F*** Cancer. The only two words in my journal one month after I lost my three-year-old son. Of course, in my journal, the word was spelled out in capital letters across the whole page. It was the only thought I could express that day. The only feeling I had. Feelings of sadness, anger, helplessness, against … Continue reading Thoughts on Cancer