Open heart

Maybe it's this time of year. It was right about now, two years ago, when we first started on the five-month path of trying to cure you. But right now, with the leaves changing, and the pumpkins on the front porches, I just want so badly to remember the good times. Yes, we spent five months … Continue reading Open heart

Answering the question

After eighteen months of tirelessly grieving, missing my baby, searching for answers and struggling to cope, one particular question has continued to plague me. A question that for most requires a yes or no answer. It's black and white. It's simple. It's not leading and it's usually asked in small talk conversations where new friends … Continue reading Answering the question

Mercy

There aren't many certainties in grief. It's a constant fluctuation of unpredictable emotions, an incurable and constant battle, and an inexplicable, unexplainable state of insanity. But one certainty that I think most loss-moms can agree on, and that is the uncertainty. The uncertainty of when the highs and lows, the waves, and the swings, will … Continue reading Mercy

Missing you

It's hurting deep down in my belly today, buddy. The crying just won't stop and I can't seem to find the right combination of encouraging thoughts, positive memories, or distractions to fill even a small piece of the suffocating emptiness. All I feel is your absence. And the time. There has been so much time … Continue reading Missing you

Be a warrior 

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Trust the journey

I hear this phrase every week from my grief counselor. I have learned to appreciate the words and follow the advice. But I have also determined that I have more control over the journey than I once thought. There's a process to grieving, and the stages have been researched and practiced and labeled and studied. … Continue reading Trust the journey

It’s not about me

My baby's loss, how much I miss him, how hard it is for me to continue without him, and how I feel each and every day is a testament to my love for him, but also a reflection of how selfish I have become in grief.

Celebrate

Today I am celebrating. I am celebrating today. We only get so many days. A limited amount. And so many of those days pass wasted. I don't want any more wasted days. So, from now on, I am going to celebrate each and every one. Yesterday I saw a rainbow on my way home. Right … Continue reading Celebrate

Gratefulness

Hi, baby. I wanted to take a minute to thank you. For some reason, a reason I am sure you know, and one I will someday understand - when I write to you, when I talk to you, when I pray to you, when I dream of you - I know that you hear me, … Continue reading Gratefulness