Writing has been the balm within my grief. The place where I feel it, look at it, and transmute it into words. My wish is that these lines help you feel seen in your grief too.
I am here with you, in this.
We so often hear about the nervous system these days, especially within the grief & trauma space. An...
When you’ve walked your partner through illness + death, you develop a level of intimacy that exceed...
The summer D was one, her and Bri came back from the park with a rainbow ball. They loved that ball....
Well, it's that time of year again. And - though my mind cannot grasp that this is true - it is my f...
Something that surprised me after Brian died was how much I struggled with my will to live. There wa...
Understanding our own trauma is really difficult to grasp. So much of it is beyond words, isn't it? ...
When Brian was diagnosed with stage four cancer, the oncologist told us that he was an excellent can...
Well, we did it.
We got through the holidays.
We got through New Year's Eve.
We got through New Y...
For you, beautiful, grieving human on this, New Year's Eve...
So, here we go...again.
New Year's E...
Grievers, let me know if this sounds familiar...
Them: “Let us know if you need anything.”
Me (in ...
This memory pops into my mind often:
I’m sitting at my mother-in-law’s kitchen table, newborn D n...
I feel out of place since Brian died.
Like I’m on the periphery of life, like I hold a secret no ...
Nobody in the pharmacy today knew what I was going through.
But as I walked through those familia...
It's that time of year again.
Where it all begins to bubble up. The memories of where we were, jus...
The early days of loss are wild, aren't they?
Back in my "before", if you'd asked me what I'd do a...
