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December 1, 2019

The Holidays are Here, and We Need You

Mom, the holidays are approaching and I need you. The first year you were gone was a blur. The second was a hectic mix of chaos and heartbreak. This year, it’s getting real. It’s getting undeniable. There’s a turkey to make and dinners to plan and I’m lost without you. I never expected to be the kind of adult that hosted these gatherings without you.…

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November 25, 2019

Sadness at the Supermarket

I’m sitting here, in a vacant aisle at the grocery store, crying. Somehow the contents of my cart made shopping unbearable. The representation of upcoming holidays and upcoming traditions was overwhelmingly evident. Somehow the items of this shopping cart have me aching for my mother. Yearning for her in yet another new and unexpected way. Suddenly my to-do list resembles the one she used to…

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The Day We Met

It was love at first sight, but it wasn’t like you see in the movies. It was calm. It was tearful, yet the majority of the emotion was happening deep within my heart and soul. A place no-one could see and feel, but me. I took one look; one anxious look and I was smitten. I was captivated by the miracle you were and the…

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November 20, 2019

The Project of Telling Your Story

After earning my bachelor’s degree I immediately began a graduate program at a very small university in Indiana. The first day I nervously entered the classroom and immediately noticed something unique about the people that filled the classroom. Sitting in that room were twenty-ish diverse and very different students. This wasn’t the typical college classroom.  During the first few weeks of our program we were…

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November 17, 2019

The Pain in “Was”

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…

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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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