For a moment let us acknowledge the true agony of grief. I can almost still feel the physical pain of the sharp gravel that dug into my skin after falling to my knees the night Eric died. I can still envision my mother’s eyes as I desparately held on to her in hopes that the… Read More A Lament of Grief
How has it been a year since we lost a loved husband, father, family member and friend? I have thought a lot about this day. What would it be like? What would it look like. Looking back on this day last year, I never thought I would last a day, much less 365 of them.… Read More The First Year
This holiday season has been heavy. It has challenged me and grown me in ways I didn’t realize I could ever experience.This morning I woke up with an over encompassing peace. I smiled as I looked at the sunlight shining through the blinds of my window. I heard the birds singing melodies that could only… Read More First Christmas
To the father who my children will always know, Happy Father’s Day! You are not here with us, but your legacy carries on through two pretty remarkable tiny humans. Joah is hilarious. He smiles often and makes people laugh. He flirts from across the room with his big brown eyes. He’s sensitive, which I adore,… Read More Father’s Day: Three Letters in One
I miss Eric. I miss his sincere presence. I miss his laugh. I miss the joy he brings to a room. I miss the way the babies light up when they see his face. I miss it all. Grief isn’t linear. Grief has no end date. Oh how I wish it did. I once believed… Read More The Truth Is: Processing Grief
