The most comforting words I heard at my son's funeral service were, "What was his personality like?" It was a dear friend from years ago I had not seen in over a decade. She obviously had never met my son and I am not sure she was even aware I'd had a child until she'd … Continue reading Please ask
Relationships are more work than any other effort we make. Jobs, if you're fortunate, take up roughly forty hours of your week and pay for your basic needs and a few luxuries. But relationships; friendships, marriages, family dynamics; are difficult, emotional, but rewarding lifelong efforts. I've thought a lot about relationships over the last few … Continue reading Empathy
I am making huge efforts to move forward, make progress, continue to live and breathe without my son. But I cannot escape the fact that today is Sunday the 22nd. He died eight months ago on Sunday the 22nd. Even writing the words, "he died," is difficult, surreal, impossible. I've been waking up to silence … Continue reading Not that I’m counting
I wish someone could have explained to me the heartbreak that parenting involves. Take the worst disappointment, the worst heartbreak, the worst rejection and the worst pain you ever had in life...combine each of those feelings and multiply it by a million. That's what parenting feels like every day. There is no worse worry on … Continue reading Choosing to parent
"Every mother needs a wife." I've stolen this phrase from the hilarious and brilliant Amy Poehler. It's in her book "Yes, Please" which I recommend to anyone who likes to laugh, those who've concluded that life is hard even if you are beautiful, gifted, intelligent and funny, and all women who need other women. This … Continue reading Every mother needs a wife
My husband and I have very similar stories when we reminisce about childhood memories of our grandmas. He never met either of mine and I had the pleasure of knowing and loving only his maternal grandmother. However, all four of our parents had moms who spoiled their grandchildren by filling their bellies, ignoring slight misbehaviors … Continue reading The Gift of Grandmothers
Five months ago today I said goodbye to my baby. Five months I carried him in my womb. Five months he lived with cancer. In the last five months I have painted the kitchen and living room. I painted the garage. I started volunteering and then began a new job. We took two vacations and … Continue reading Five Months (8/22/15)
In reality, there is nothing, ever, that will stop us from missing our baby.
My hope is that if even one person can feel one ounce of hope from my story, then it has been worth sharing.
I only want you to know that my love for you spans all the Heavens and Earth and I will never stop loving you.
Parenting Angels 