grief

The Day My Daugher Skipped Out on the Fun to Go to a Funeral.

“Mom, it’s the funeral tomorrow. I want to go.” She said, as she handed me and her dad a piece of paper with the number on it to call Elly’s father. It was late and we had just come home from her annual school program which she had already missed gymnastics for, and I mean… read more

Grieving the Unborn. Six Years Later.

It’s been 6 years and I still think about the baby we lost and what she would bring to our family today. Would she be starting school this year? Would she be best of friends with our other daughter? And would she be into bows and curls and ‘girly’ things or climbing trees and riding… read more

What Remains. (at Christmas)

In these days before Christmas, grief tends to hit me more than usual, and sometimes the only reprieve for it is to hold the ones I love a little tighter. So today I look into the eyes of my most precious gifts and I place these moments deep in my heart, knowing that even these… read more

The Gift of Grief.

(This is a continuation of my last post “When Grief Comes…” If you haven’t read it, please do so, and then continue here.) I learned a few things from that moment of grief at the San Diego airport. One of them is that it really IS ok to cry. It’s ok to let yourself hurt and feel and… read more

When Grief Comes, Unexpected.

I was not prepared for the tsunami that hit me in my chest, when I walked down that sunny terminal toward gate number 44 at the San Diego Airport last Sunday. I had spent three days in the city, networking with bloggers and hanging at the beach with my brother and his wife, who live… read more