• Adoption - A Letter To My New Son: baby feet

    Letter To My New Son (Via Adoption)

    November 2, 2018

    Dear Sebastian, Welcome to our family, my sweet boy! We are overjoyed that you are here! The moment we met, we loved you fully and completely. We have so many stories to tell you. Stories about the life waiting for you at home, the people who have been anxiously awaiting your arrival, about love, and…

    Continue...
  • Storm clouds on the horizon

    The Storm That Topples You

    October 5, 2018

    Behind my grandmother’s house, you’ll find acres of wooded land. While walking through after a recent storm, I saw a large tree uprooted and splintered on the ground. I didn’t spend time counting the rings on that tree, but it is safe to say its years outnumbered mine. It had weathered thousands of storms. Gallons…

    Continue...
  • Tick Tock

    September 7, 2018

    Tick Tock. Tick tock. The clock strikes 12. The anniversary of her death is upon us again. Four years now. I’ve been dreading this day since her birthday in May. Zoey’s birthday is a celebration. But as we count the 120 days later, the day is not a celebration. It is a reminder of our…

    Continue...
  • Standing on the beach at daybreak. Hope, darkness, and light.

    Darkness And Light: Making Space for Hope

    August 3, 2018

    My heart and soul changed the day my daughter died. The reality I live in changed that day, too. I’m acutely aware that children die and that not every story ends with puppies, rainbows, and fireworks. My reality is that heartache will always play a prominent role in my life, casting shadows on even the happiest…

    Continue...
  • Lone person praying to the universe.

    Thanks For Praying For Me But I’m Tired of Prayers

    July 6, 2018

    Four years into grieving for my daughter, I’ve grown tired of hearing that someone is praying for me. The sentiment is nice, but I find myself wondering what that really means. It’s one of the trigger phrases along with “everything happens for a reason” and any nonsense about “karma” that make me cringe. I grew…

    Continue...
  • Teddy bear in a field. Just adopt.

    You Can Just Adopt–What No Bereaved Parent Wants To Hear

    June 1, 2018

    “You can just adopt.” This is a phrase I’ve heard countless times since ending our fertility journey. If only it were that easy. Since you’re talking about a human life, it really shouldn’t be “just” as easy as walking into the local Wal-Mart and picking out a doll. For the sake of brevity, I’m over-simplifying…

    Continue...
  • Beauty In The Broken

    May 4, 2018

    In the first few years after Zoey died, I fought the idea that I was broken.  Everyone continually told me how strong I was, and I tried to prove that they were correct.  I functioned. I went to work. I found ways to cope.  In the last year, though, I’m learning that I can be…

    Continue...
1 2 3