I was scrolling through posts on my LinkedIn profile this morning and there was a quote from Virgin founder Richard Branson. I have had several people mention a similar concept in the past couple weeks. They are struggling to find contentment in their jobs or work, and have mentioned that they spend so much time … Continue reading Greater purpose
Tag: healing
To be five again
I was watching an interview with Rainn Wilson about SoulPancake and he asked Oprah some of his favorite questions. One was, "What do you miss about being five years old?" I thought of several things instantly, but I thought of the episode yesterday as I was driving through the carwash. Do you remember how fun it … Continue reading To be five again
Leave it better than you found it
This concept was brought to my attention by my sweet Tia who left a note on one of my recent posts. She said that my son, my beautiful angel, left us all better than he found us. What a wonderful way of viewing his short three years on this Earth. He was here just long enough … Continue reading Leave it better than you found it
My top 10 favorite things about parenting
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
Life lost
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
Timing and purpose
"If I listen closely, I can hear the rustle of Angel Wings and know that you're still with us."
Pieces of Heaven
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
Praying for roadkill
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
A tiny triumph
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
Thoughts on Cancer
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
Parenting Angels 