Grief is messy and ugly, but it’s our reality.
How do you let go when your heart still loves them with every beat?
There is never a single day that goes by that my loss isn't evident in some way. There are constant reminders. Even still, every once in awhile, it hits hard. In a different way. I'm shocked. I can't believe you are gone.
We didn't lose something that can be replaced. We lost a person.
Loss and the journey to healing is so very personal.
I did something today, something very simple, that actually holds great significance. I ordered new glasses. Big deal right? Yes. Yes it is. I had my yearly eye appointment to get my contacts. I wore my glasses there because I was actually totally out of my contacts. While I was there they had me read… Continue reading Broken Glass(es)
The pain of losing a spouse and watching your kids grieve the loss of their parent, brings a sorrow that I can't quite put into words. It's unlike any feeling I could've ever even imagined. It is said that "it" gets better in time. Just give it time. Time heals all wounds. As well meaning… Continue reading The Pain is Worth the Cost
When you don't fit where you used to, you grieve that like any other loss. But, if you don't fit anymore, you don't. Move forward. We aren't supposed to have to fight for a place in people's lives. I was talking to one of my long time friends today and we were talking about regret… Continue reading The Pieces Don’t Fit Anymore
For those of you that have lost someone... Do you ever have moments where it hits you, out of nowhere, like a ton of bricks?? I do and it's a terrible feeling. There are actually lots of mornings that begin that way for me. The worst is what just happened to me. I was sitting… Continue reading A Split Second
I'll be honest, there have been several times where I truly wanted to throat punch someone who said to me that happiness is a choice. I often thought to myself, "how in the world is it as easy as saying that I choose to be happy when I feel so bad?" I have even told… Continue reading Is There Really a Choice?