• The Weight of Six Pounds, Six Ounces

    September 2, 2014

    I had no idea. I couldn’t believe it.  As I picked the box up from my porch, and saw the sticker, I got a sick feeling in my stomach. I wanted to run.  I didn’t really even want to pick it up because I didn’t know that I’d want to know.  I have found out…

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  • I Lost My Heart But I’m Still Breathing

    June 27, 2014

    How many times can your life turn upside down? At what point is it acceptable to shake your hands to the heavens and cry out, “NO MORE!?! I CAN’T TAKE ANYTHING ELSE BAD HAPPENING!” Melodramatic, possibly. Accurate, entirely! I’m at that point. I’m actually so far past that point that I find myself wondering how…

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  • A Father’s Grief

    June 20, 2014

    I feel ill-equipped to write about a father’s grief.   Why?  Because I’m not a father; I’m a mother. But I live with a father. I share my life with a father who has grieved; who still does grieve. He is my husband. He is the man who I have loved for the last 14 years.…

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  • One Of Our Twins Has Died. Now what?

    May 7, 2014

    The death of a child is a heartbreaking, horrible moment that will you will carry with you your entire life. The death of a single twin child (or higher order multiple) is an experience that is always difficult to describe. Mostly, it could be called a blessing and a curse. This article is written jointly,…

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  • Here and Now

    April 7, 2014

    Some of my earliest post-Jocelyn memories have fallen victim to the fog of early grief.  Things that I know were said or done, but just can’t recall. I often fear that they are lost forever. But there are also things that I remember clearly, despite the fog. One memory that somehow survived the black hole of grief…

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  • No Going Back

    February 20, 2014

    I was watching the movie The Help, a few weeks ago, for the second or third time. I noticed Skeeter, the main character, sitting at the table amongst her southern belle friends, as they played bridge while “the help” served them tea and desserts. As the movie progresses, her story unfolds, and Skeeter becomes more aware…

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  • Voices and Differences

    December 11, 2013

    Warning: This is a sensitive article. It is not for the newly bereaved or anyone who feels they are in a dark place emotionally at this time. We are a community of wounded parents who have a deep respect and understanding for each other. We walk side by side. We stand together united, bonded by…

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