Lyrics to love: 2.10.16

"When I look to the sky, something tells me you're here with me, and you make everything alright." -Train Our beautiful children may have departed Earth, but they never leave our hearts. If you look close enough, listen long enough and pay attention to your truest instincts, I promise, you will start to notice signs … Continue reading Lyrics to love: 2.10.16

Song of the day: 2.8.16

Inaugural day of Lyrics to Love! This goes out to all the grieving mamas. I get it. We should all be there for one another. No matter how we lost our children, how old they were, how long they've been gone, or how we deal with grief. When the days are dark and you feel … Continue reading Song of the day: 2.8.16

This is my way

Sometimes I cry. I cry long and I cry hard. My body shakes, the tears come until I'm dry and my stomach knots until it gives. My hands grip whatever piece of fabric feels most like him until my nails embed into my skin and my knuckles ache white. My eyes swell and my throat … Continue reading This is my way

Learning how to win again: update

After writing yesterday's piece, "Learning how to win again" I've done a lot of thinking. This is a pattern I have, and from speaking with others, countless sessions with a grief counselor and reading about grief, it seems it's a fairly common pattern for those dealing with loss. I started feeling guilty. I felt guilty … Continue reading Learning how to win again: update

Learning how to win again

I am a mother, grieving the loss of her son. We fought from the day he was born for his three years of life. I no longer get to fight that battle. I lost. We fought so hard and we lost him anyway. It's been almost a year and my wounds have not healed. I … Continue reading Learning how to win again

For Aunt Amy

"Cause honey your soul can never grow old, it's evergreen" - Ed Sheeran To my dear Amy Louise - my soul sister, my spirit guide, my guardian angel, Thank you for letting me splash in fountains on hot summer days, feeding me cookies for breakfast, letting me spray paint pumpkins and be as silly as … Continue reading For Aunt Amy

On your birthday

I imagine you running. Your hair is thick again, and cut clean like Daddy liked it. You're wearing your favorite Minion T-shirt and Puma sneakers. You look so good and so grown up in new glasses, but you don't need them. You're giggling. Someone you love is making you laugh. Everyone we've loved and lost … Continue reading On your birthday

That feeling

I find myself struggling with this impossible battle of the highs and lows of grief. I've heard some compare it to the waves of an ocean and have myself likened it to a tsunami. But lately, as hard as I try to move forward, find meaning, get better, I'm starting to wonder if maybe grief … Continue reading That feeling

A reason to grow

As I continue to navigate the never ending journey of grieving the loss of my son, I have begun exploring my preconceptions and convictions relating to religion and spirituality. Without truly understanding, and knowing it's most likely beyond my comprehension, I feel that my sweet baby is not far away and that we have a … Continue reading A reason to grow

YOU matter

  Don't be afraid to dig deep because you're unsure of what you'll find. The space between your heart and soul can be reached within your mind. Hurt can only be healed if you're willing to really feel it. Your character is so very strong, I promise no one else can steal it. What you … Continue reading YOU matter