Healing Through the Holidays
Last night, as I was tucking my children into bed, my 7-year-old little old soul, my tiny empath who feels…
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Last night, as I was tucking my children into bed, my 7-year-old little old soul, my tiny empath who feels…
Continue ReadingI was 17 years old and a senior in high school when my father passed away after a lengthy battle…
Continue ReadingI don’t remember much about my daughter’s first Christmas. I was 24, my daughter was nearly a year, and my…
Continue ReadingToday is one of those days. I thought baking apples for my family would bring me joy. The joy I…
Continue ReadingMy dad has been gone for over a year. The grief has gotten better, as I had been told it…
Continue ReadingThe time was roughly 9:30 p.m. when I walked into room 108 with my overnight bag, pillow in hand, and…
Continue ReadingI often cry when I remember him. It is common for me to tear up when he enters the conversation,…
Continue ReadingTrigger warning: This post discusses the death of a child. God, did you see me? There in the family waiting…
Continue ReadingDo you believe in signs? I do. I find them everywhere. In the tree my siblings planted at our cabin…
Continue ReadingYou weren’t planned. The surprise of all surprises, to say the least. But this is not how your story was…
Continue ReadingToday, I thought about my dad—just like I do every day. There was nothing special about today. It’s not his…
Continue ReadingTrigger warning: This post discusses the death of a spouse August 5th, 2012 was the last time I saw my…
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