Tag: grief
Starting A New Year Without My Mother
I love the New Year. The chance to reinvent yourself, to set new goals, and the motivation that comes with that, has always been...
Tragedy, I See You
I sat down to write about something else this morning. Something that now seems embarrassingly trivial and petty and ultimately inconsequential. But, like tragedy...
My Miscarriage Robbed Me of Pregnancy Bliss
When my alarm clock sounded, I was already wide awake after barely sleeping overnight. I could not have been more excited to finally see...
Mourning When You’re a Mother: Life Must Go On
Bad things don't stop happening when we become moms. There are sicknesses, deaths in the family, accidents, and national tragedies. These things will always...
This Is Us Will Stay with Us
Writer’s Note: There are TONS of spoilers from multiple seasons in this post.
Jack and Rebecca.
Kate, Kevin, and Randall.
The Big Three.
This Is...
The Grief of Pet Loss- I Miss My Dog
I used to tell people that my dog was immortal. It garnered a quick laugh; but honestly, I said it to protect my heart....
I Cannot Afford to Have Another Miscarriage
June 4, 2022, and September 19, 2022
These were the due dates of my two pregnancies. Two pregnancies that each ended with a miscarriage instead...
The Grief of Goodbye
There's raw grief in knowing it’s over.
A dim room and a flickering screen are familiar; these were the comforts three years ago that showed...
The Glorious Gift of Papaw’s Love
My Papaw passed away right before Christmas 2021. It still seems surreal to type/say that. I still get the urge to call him, to...
The Emotional Rollercoaster of Letting Go
What I wish most people would insert in their research regarding the stages of grief is the ugliness to the path of letting go....
The Power of A Chair and The Woman in It
Let me tell you about a chair filled with love.
Inside a little grey house with bright pink numbers, rests an old floral chair with...
June 9th: That Was Supposed To Be Her Birthday
It was football season, and a decaf pumpkin spice, oversized hoodie, and ripped blue jeans were perfect complements to my newfound pregnancy glow. A...
Grief and Sesame Street: How Elmo Helped Me Help My Toddler
If grief could be summed up in a single word, that word would be 'heavy.'
It has been a heavy week. Actually? It's been a...
Honoring the Memory of Our Fur Baby
There is a hole in my heart, deep within my soul, left behind with the passing of my fur baby. My husband (then, fiancé)...