My daughter approached me with homework. It was a simple project. “Write about what you want to be when you grow up.”  An assignment I’m sure almost every parent has seen at least once in their child’s stack of to-do’s.  This time, it was different.  My sweet girl started brainstorming and writing her thoughts down on paper. I let her get lost in ideas and…

My nose. I’ve always hated my nose. Let’s be honest, I’ve hated a lot of my body over the years. Looking in the mirror, forced to stare at all of the imperfections that I’ve always been sensitive to, hasn’t been my favorite activity. Then one day, after losing my mother, I looked in the mirror and to my surprise, I saw her. I saw my…

You hurt like you’ve never hurt before. You want to scream. You want to run. You want to speak to God directly and demand answers. Your mind repeats “Why?” a million times. You never get an answer.  For a moment, you’re breathless. You cry. You panic. You beg, you plead. You demand for it all to be a mistake, a dream. You sit there, paralyzed…

Grief is a journey, not a place. It’s a heartbreaking adventure. A sad chapter in the book. Grief is debilitating days and paralyzing moments. But it’s not a place. It’s not meant to be stagnant or stayed in. It’s not a place of permanence, but rather a journey of growth. A journey of pain, of loss, of self-awareness, of love. It’s a journey of healing…

Today I sit here watching the leaves fall. Another season without you. Another season you weren’t apart of. The leaves aren’t the only things falling, so are the tears. We’ve experienced another season, making memories without you. I sit here staring at the beauty that Autumn brings. It’s bittersweet, similar to grief. There is beauty. There is love. There is change. There is falling and…