My Mom Taught Me How To Spend Time
I buried my face into the chocolate-brown fleece hoodie and inhaled. Nothing. I did not catch her scent. Maybe it…
Continue ReadingThe Sweetest Mother's Day Gift!
I buried my face into the chocolate-brown fleece hoodie and inhaled. Nothing. I did not catch her scent. Maybe it…
Continue ReadingI find it helpful to write to work through various emotions and thoughts. The what-ifs have haunted me for years.…
Continue ReadingAfter my first pregnancy loss, I was afraid my other children might die. After my second pregnancy loss, I became…
Continue ReadingI wonder what the wise men were expecting when they followed that glorious star to visit Jesus with gifts for…
Continue ReadingThere exists somewhere within the universe a profound, unspoken rule—a mother who loses a child is not allowed to complain…
Continue ReadingIt's been a year since you left us—365 days. One of every major holiday and family birthday. It feels like…
Continue ReadingIt’s been almost a year since I said goodbye to my dad. Life split at the seams that day and…
Continue ReadingGrief is a monster. Sometimes she sleeps. Sometimes she jumps from under a bed or lurks behind an innocuous door.…
Continue ReadingThe day your mom dies, when you become motherless, you will start wondering and questioning things you never imagined you…
Continue ReadingShe looked up at me from her seat at the table and her face lit up with joy. She made…
Continue ReadingI never expected to raise my children without my mom. I adored my mom, and it still rocks me to…
Continue ReadingI stared at the empty notebook page where I was to summarize my mother’s life. Thirty-nine years of her being…
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