My husband and daughter are about an hour away, learning all the cool things that come with being part of an outdoor
Parenting After Loss
September. The ninth month of the year. The one month that has me battling emotions all over the place. The one month I dread
Girlie – never in your seven years have you asked for a sibling. “I don’t want a brother or sister! Only to clean up my
When we told her she had a sister who’d died, I did not expect her to grieve. The loss had occurred two years previously,
“What’s wrong, Madeline? Why do you look so sad?” “I miss my brother,” she says, leaning forward in the shopping cart to lay
“You’re an awful mother. And that’s why your children are gone.” I fight this lie every single day. Some days though, I just
Today I made lunch for my son who is no longer here. My sister Kelley and her kids came over to hang out for the day.