Grief. It’s work.

The grief is still here.  The pain. The sadness. The anxiety.  The depression. The only difference may be that it isn’t as strong. This time last year I wanted to end my life. The heaviness was so heavy I couldn’t think of any other way to lighten the load.  Simon was gone, nothing would ever … More Grief. It’s work.

Isn’t she excited?

“Isn’t she excited?  Isn’t there ANY excitement at all?” Let me say this.  No.  No, I am not excited.  I am hopeful AND absolutely terrified.  I am not excited because I am no longer blissful nor naive. I no longer have that pleasure. I would give anything to have that feeling back. I live in … More Isn’t she excited?

The Cabin

Just days after Simon died, it started.  “You should go to the cabin.” “When will you go to the cabin?” “Why don’t you just go to the cabin.” “Have you gone to the cabin yet?” Like “the cabin” was some miracle healer after the death of a child.  Here is what the cabin is for … More The Cabin

“Love Fiercely”

What does support through grief look like to you? No one has really asked.  But if they did, this is what I would say. Just. Show. Up.   It’s that simple.   Show. Up. BE THERE.  Be there when the world crumbles.  Be there when the clouds drift away for a bit. Be there for … More “Love Fiercely”

TTFA

Some people think it is morbid.  I think it essential. When I tell people about it, you can see the horror in their eyes. You may see a hint of curiosity and possibly a little bit of wonder, but not often.  Unless you have had the rug pulled out from underneath you and survived up … More TTFA