We’re Doing Okay, Right?


I am working on a book that weaves together posts from the blog I wrote throughout his illness, with observations on how we dealt with life after his death from both my perspective and that of my oldest son. This is something I wrote describing an actual conversation I had with my son around 6…

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We Need More Than Love


It is both simple and the most complex thing in the whole wide world. The weakest and the strongest. I am talking about how we have to be after loss. We are asked to be vulnerable and at the same time stoic to get through our day to day. Most people find their way to the duality of life after…

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I am the Messenger


I am a 37 year old mother of two young boys. A year and a half ago, I lost the love of my life, suddenly. Without warning, without control, without permission. My whole world changed in an instant. After crossing the finish line, hand-in-hand, of my first half marathon, my husband suffered from a…

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Your Own Hero


I sat in a circle of women, hoping to grow from this grieving place. This was one of the many classes I’ve taken to gather wisdom while trying to make sense of the heartache, loss and grief.  I listened with such great intensity to all the instructors words.  You see, I was eager to find some…

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We’re Doing Okay, Right?


I am working on a book that weaves together posts from the blog I wrote throughout his illness, with observations on how we dealt with life after his death from both my perspective and that of my oldest son. This is something I wrote describing an actual conversation I had with my son around 6…

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We Need More Than Love


It is both simple and the most complex thing in the whole wide world. The weakest and the strongest. I am talking about how we have to be after loss. We are asked to be vulnerable and at the same time stoic to get through our day to day. Most people find their way to the duality of life after…

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I am the Messenger


I am a 37 year old mother of two young boys. A year and a half ago, I lost the love of my life, suddenly. Without warning, without control, without permission. My whole world changed in an instant. After crossing the finish line, hand-in-hand, of my first half marathon, my husband suffered from a…

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Your Own Hero


I sat in a circle of women, hoping to grow from this grieving place. This was one of the many classes I’ve taken to gather wisdom while trying to make sense of the heartache, loss and grief.  I listened with such great intensity to all the instructors words.  You see, I was eager to find some…

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