The Jagged Line of Grief
I thought about it many times over the 6 ½ years she was sick. I knew the day was coming,…
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I thought about it many times over the 6 ½ years she was sick. I knew the day was coming,…
Continue ReadingThe stage was set. Cleared off desk. Plenty of battery life on my laptop. Hot-ish mug of coffee. Surprisingly and…
Continue ReadingI died the day he died. Or at least a large part of me did. I held the hand of…
Continue ReadingI changed my name back to my maiden name today. There was no great pomp or circumstance, the change was…
Continue ReadingWhat does it mean when a child loses a sibling? It’s a question I am fortunate enough not to have…
Continue ReadingMy mom passed away when I was 31 years old. I was already married with young children and had a…
Continue ReadingTrigger warning: This post discusses abortion To my darling little one, I was 15 years old at the time. I…
Continue ReadingI never knew what rock bottom felt like until I lost my first child in the womb. I never understood…
Continue ReadingBrilliant sunbeams awaken my eyes. It is a beautiful May day, and I have a mission. The night before I…
Continue ReadingFifty weeks. Three hundred and fifty-one days. Such a short amount of time to make such a big impact on…
Continue ReadingEarly in 2020, my husband discovered mold in our kitchen ceiling. In March, I discovered I was pregnant with our…
Continue Reading“Helloooooo, punkinheads!” my father-in-law bellowed as he opened the back door of our Honda CR-V. Like always, he fumbled with…
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