Child. Death. Funeral. Grief. Survival. New normal. Unfortunately, it is not as rare as you would think. These words stop me cold EVERY SINGLE TIME I see them. Since losing David, my eyes are open to the plight of the bereaved everywhere, especially in my own community. A week ago my own small community faced the…… Continue reading Grief, child loss, and life
Grief is uncomfortable. It is awkward when you do not know what to say. Below is a list to guide you on things you should and should not say to a bereaved parent. Please do not tell a bereaved parent: Don’t say “heaven has gained another angel.” That does not help. Don’t say “at…… Continue reading How to help bereaved parents
“Mommy, do you remember how soft his hair was?” “Mommy, he is so cold, I need to keep him warm. Can I have another blanket please?” “He sounds like he is singing” “I could have held him forever” “I love him” “I miss him, Mommy” “When will I see him again” This next month will…… Continue reading Appreciating grief
Since the loss of my son nearly four years ago, I have had the opportunity to meet some wonderful people who have become a part of my journey. One of those that really stands out is my friend and author Jennifer Ross. Jennifer and I had an immediate connection as we bonded over the loss…… Continue reading The rainbow after the storm: Interview with Jennifer Ross
Four years ago this month my husband and I were dealing with the news that our unborn son was going to die. We were the given the diagnosis that our child was deemed incompatible with life. No chance of survival at one. None. Read here for more…. We had gone from overwhelming excitement at expecting…… Continue reading Roller coaster of grief
Before the loss of my son, I would have never considered myself an author. Sure, I enjoyed writing, but never once considered myself an author. I have been journaling since I was thirteen years old. For twenty eight years I have documented my life in words. It is through my words I have been free…… Continue reading Grief Diaries
“There were photographs I wanted to take. Things I wanted to show you Sing sweet lullabies, wipe your teary eyes Who could love you like this? People say that I am brave but I’m not But there’s a greater story Written long before me Because He loves you like this” (Selah, I Will Carry You)…… Continue reading I Will Carry You
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