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September 12, 2019

Today, I Didn’t Search for You

Today, I find myself not needing to search for you. Today, it’s as if you didn’t leave this earth. I can see your smile as if I just saw it yesterday. I can feel your touch and your warm hugs. I can vividly see you standing there as if you actually are, but you’re not.  How can you be gone when today your presence feels…

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September 4, 2019

The First One at the Casket

The day my mother died, everything changed. My mind became a complex mess of the heartbreaking reality of her death and delusions that I’d wake up and it would all have been a bad dream. My mother’s funeral and showing were a blur. I remember very little from the days immediately following her passing. I was numb. I was heartbroken. I was exhausted and confused…

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August 20, 2019

A Trichy Story: The Day You Became a “Puller”

Crash. You’ve just been in an awful car accident. Everyone survived, but it was brutal. This accident will change you forever. It is the day and moment you became an anxious soul with a messy mind.  In just moments your mind shifted to a compulsive, anxious and fearful place.  In that wreck your brain re-wired itself. Trauma can do that. Trauma and anxiety are frightful…

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August 16, 2019

Did She Know?

She’s gone. You ache for her but you will no longer be blessed by her presence. She’s dead and a piece of you is dead too. She slipped away quickly. She slipped away before you could get all of her insight, her knowledge, her memories, her expertise. She slipped away before you could tell her everything.  She died with things left unsaid, because let’s face…

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August 9, 2019

“Mommy, Why Do You Have Lines on your Head?”

This morning my sweet little 4-year-old son woke up, gave me a kiss, and innocently looked at me and asked, “Mommy, why do you have lines on your head?”. At first, his question confused me, as I had just gotten out of bed and had yet to look in the mirror. After a few seconds, I quickly glanced at my no makeup face. Instantly I…

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Chelsea Ohlemiller

Chelsea Ohlemiller

A thirty-something wife, mother and educator who has Indiana roots and a passionate spirit. Chelsea is a sappy romantic, coffee junkie, book collector, and person who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sarcastic, full of jokes, full of tears, and enjoys writing most when life gets messy or complicated. In 2017, Chelsea's mother passed away. Through her grief journey, she decided to take her mother’s advice and share her writing with the world. One day she gained the courage to honor her mother's wishes and write. It turned out to be one of the best decisions she's ever made.

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