Grief is a Wild Horse
I burst into tears the other day at the nail salon. “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” came on over…
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I burst into tears the other day at the nail salon. “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” came on over…
Continue ReadingTo my babies in Heaven, I still miss you. Sometimes I wonder if you can see us from Heaven. Do…
Continue ReadingI ignored it at first, the pink on the tissue. It wasn't anything to worry about. I'd known for three…
Continue Reading“This is going to be the first time we go through the holidays without mom.” How many times have I…
Continue ReadingIt is said that grief has stages. Five to be exact. Not sure where I am on that scale, but…
Continue ReadingFor so much of my life, I never understood why people used the phrase “passed on” when someone died. I…
Continue ReadingBeing in a stepfamily means a lot of Christmases, we had one for each household plus each side of the…
Continue ReadingI don’t know about you, but each Christmas season I find myself trying to catch the “feeling.” It seems like…
Continue ReadingIt's that time of year. Everyone shines a little brighter, everything shimmers a little more. The cooler temps create a…
Continue ReadingWe love. We lose. We mourn. Grief is a beautiful testament to someone we’ve loved, with whom we’ve built a…
Continue ReadingI started planting roses, and for a few years, it was this peaceful respite that I looked forward to each…
Continue Reading“The kids are spending the night at Grandma’s, and I’m eyeballs deep in Fritos while catching up on all my…
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