Hello, have you ever had something go so wrong, it blew up everything you knew to be true about yourself and the world around you? Grief does that. It beats the crap out of you, picks you up and throws you into the new day. Every day.
My son was killed. It catapulted my family into a community of mourners. It is where I live now. If you know love, you will also know loss. Here, I share stories of great loss, the struggles of mine and my fellow grief warriors. This is also a place of hope and discovery. It is a place to explore how we might be able to one day whisper, Good Mourning, to our grief.
If you are new to grief, know that although grief is an individual journey, you are not alone. Start reading my blogs, from the beginning. Where I was and you are now. And if you need someone, reach out to me. I am here for you.
I have had this theory in my work with youth that tattoos are a way of dealing with emotional pain. When Zane passed, I had a tattoo of his writing inked onto my inner forearm. I have had a new tattoo every year since. I have friends who had never considered a tattoo until their… Read more: A Snapshot in Time
I quietly honored my brother-in-law this week. It has been four years since he left for the other realm. I sent my sister a text letting her know I was thinking of her and how very fast the time goes. And yet it doesn’t. It feels like I have missed him forever and yet the… Read more: This Is It
The last book I bought in January was to be a pre-read to setting goals for the year. I had thought I was reading it to strengthen what I already know about values, but Dr. Blake’s writings had me starting all over again. And, although not the intention of the book, what I adapted was… Read more: How to Discover Your Life Purpose by Dr. Jordan Blake
I have just finished a month of therapy to which I am grateful for the insights and the aha moments my young, but brilliant counselor has brought me. My most recent session was especially hard because we explored the concept of vulnerability and where in my life does it live. I come from a… Read more: Grief and Vulnerability
This Valentine’s Day we shook it up. The decades-old tradition of having a heart-shaped Boston pizza was replaced with an adventure to a new restaurant in a funky community of our city. We enjoyed a pre-drink at a nearby bar and met up with family to enjoy a night of libations and good Italian food. … Read more: My Broken Valentine
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