A Motherless Daughter Is Never Quite Whole Again
Unlike most people, I don't associate black as a color with the idea of death. When I think of death, I…
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Unlike most people, I don't associate black as a color with the idea of death. When I think of death, I…
Continue ReadingLooking up from my neat pile of clothing and surveying the once Mt. Everest of clean clothing that was now…
Continue ReadingMy bus is stuck in the mud this week. Apathy, the bus driver, doesn’t think we can get out. Wallowing,…
Continue ReadingI’m a mother grieving the loss of her baby. I went through a miscarriage, but it took my body weeks…
Continue Reading"Take the scenic route" was something my father said to me as he took the long way to drop me…
Continue ReadingAfter my husband soared to Heaven eight years ago, my three daughters and I found ourselves on an intense grief…
Continue ReadingIt's funny how grief tends to bury itself in the recesses of one's mind until it literally rises from the…
Continue ReadingMedical mama—this title and this view hit me. It hits me at different times and in different ways, but it hits…
Continue ReadingRecently, my world felt as if it were crashing around me. I was so angry I think my rage could…
Continue ReadingI think it’s safe to say we have all dealt with grief. If you haven’t, count your blessings. I, like…
Continue ReadingIt's the flower food packet that gets you. That little plastic packet with the powder that keeps your flowers alive…
Continue ReadingSitting at a McDonald’s table in Charleston, SC, I looked down at my ill-fitting shirt and shorts. Stress had taken…
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