GRIEVING SOMEONE YOU NEVER MET
Grieving someone you never met feels like standing at the edge of a shoreline where the tide has already gone out. There are footprints in the sand, obvious evidence that…
Grieving someone you never met feels like standing at the edge of a shoreline where the tide has already gone out. There are footprints in the sand, obvious evidence that…
Am I OK? It’s a question we are afraid to ask out loud: a question grieving people think about and are asked so many times a day, we lose count!…
It’s that time of year again, folks. The time of year, when we gather more often with family and friends, often whether we like it or not! The holidays tend…
Sometimes I don’t grieve. Sometimes I just… don’t. I tuck the loss into a small, hidden place inside, a place without windows, without clocks. Sometimes, ignoring it is best. I leave…
It’s difficult to put into words what today feels like. I still cannot believe it’s been 14 years since I hugged my son, Ben—heard his voice, laughed with him, shared…
Since grief slapped us in the face six years ago with the loss of our son Levi, the phases have gone back and forth. It wasn’t a clean process. It…
When I was young, there seemed to be endless possibilities. Even though my world was very small, I had high hopes of big experiences; travel, visiting big cities and historical…
Everyone who met him has Zachariah's Story. Reviewing books can be a daunting task. I always appreciate it when someone trusts my judgment enough to share my opinion, and although…
He was standing in the kitchen when he spoke some of the most profound words I’ve heard him say: “I hate it when people say ‘I’m sorry’!” He repeated it three times.…
Last year was brutal for many of us. Someone we care about died, or we had to muddle through another year, peppered with dates of reminders: the "companions" of reminders and…