We recently commemorated the 10th anniversary of our first born’s death. When reflecting back on the grief journey
“I’m sorry but you’ve lost your baby.” The words don’t fully register, they float around in the air, maybe
Today is the seventh death anniversary of my daughter. As I’m typing it, I feel the strangeness of this sentence. I stop
I could not have known on September 11, 2001 that my experience in Downtown Manhattan watching the Twin Towers fall and the
Tick Tock. Tick tock. The clock strikes 12. The anniversary of her death is upon us again. Four years now. I’ve been dreading
When you are hit with the shock of child loss, it can feel like you are floating in space without a tether. I remember asking
Milestone birthdays are the worst. That first year knowing we’d spent an entire year without our son was torture.