A Cup of Grief at 35,000 Feet
The flight attendant had black curly hair, and I was envious. Born with board-straight, dirty blonde strands thinner than a…
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The flight attendant had black curly hair, and I was envious. Born with board-straight, dirty blonde strands thinner than a…
Continue ReadingWhat happens when your world suddenly turns upside down? There was a time when everything seemed perfect. Now, flawless love…
Continue ReadingIt’s easier to remember someone else’s grief in the weeks immediately following the loss. It is a lot harder to…
Continue ReadingEven I am guilty of comparing grief to a journey, but let me explain why that isn’t so. There is…
Continue ReadingAlmost 18 years ago, we lost our first child. It was unexpected. It was public. It was traumatic. It was a…
Continue ReadingLife churns forward in a somewhat continued and steady momentum that I find I must consistently adjust my pace to…
Continue ReadingI’m not ready. Not ready for time to just keep trudging forward without her. Four years have gone by, and…
Continue ReadingIt’s been 14 years since she left. It’s like a lifetime ago and yesterday at the same time. The loss…
Continue ReadingSeptember 11 will be a date that is forever etched in my heart, not only because of its historical significance…
Continue ReadingI prayed to see my momma die. Please don’t click away yet or judge me harshly after five seconds. I…
Continue ReadingThree pregnancies in one year. Three first trimesters. Three moments of celebration . . . until they turned to moments…
Continue ReadingShe was a devoted mother of two boys with her husband of 26 years. With him, she owned a metallurgy…
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