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.
 I want to write today, about the decision to reach for life after experiencing a devastating loss. ...
There is a sort of forgetting that happens as time goes on in grief. And I never hear this talked ab...
The cumulative, ongoing pressure of solo parenting in the wake of a spouse’s death or complete absen...
I've been reflecting on my very first New Years without my Brian. I found some words I wrote my firs...
Everyone assumes the first few months will be hard.
There are flowers on your doorstep that end up...
Loneliness.Â
It's a hard word to say out loud. As someone who has been allergic to pity throughout ...
Nobody tells you what it feels like to be alive in the aftermath of being a full-time caregiver to s...
After my partner Brian died, one of the things that surprised me the most, was how much I was impact...
We so often hear about the nervous system these days, especially within the grief & trauma space. An...
Honestly, today - all day- what I kept thinking, was that I can't believe Brian has been dead for fi...
Lately, I keep thinking about exactly where I was five years ago, to the day. I'm sitting at Brian's...
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...
