I’m Not Ready for Life Without My Mom
I’m not ready. Not ready for time to just keep trudging forward without her. Four years have gone by, and…
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I’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 ReadingI prayed to see my momma die. Please don’t click away yet or judge me harshly after five seconds. I…
Continue ReadingThe other day someone asked me how my grief has changed over the years since losing a parent at such…
Continue Reading“I want my daddy,” with tears falling down my cheeks I uttered these words. “I want my daddy,” as a…
Continue ReadingUnlike most people, I don't associate black as a color with the idea of death. When I think of death, I…
Continue ReadingMy mom died at the age of 45. Yes, just 45. Around Mother's Day, the reality of just how young…
Continue ReadingOh, the inevitable, as we age into our mid to late 30s and beyond. The natural series of life states…
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 ReadingIt's that time of year. Everyone shines a little brighter, everything shimmers a little more. The cooler temps create a…
Continue ReadingThe loss of a parent doesn't just sting, it leaves you with an irreplaceable hole in your heart. It's been…
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