Harsh Realities

September 28, 2022

A Place Large Enough to Hold the Grief

While I stand here feeling a fraction of who I used to be, simply reduced to tiny particles of what I once was, I have yet to find a space large enough to hold the grief of losing my mother.  How odd is it that while in the same moment I’m feeling as if most of who I am has evaporated into the same air…

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September 16, 2022

The Power of a Call

A friend called to check in the other day. She asked how I’ve been and how things were going. She called with genuine grace, compassion and support. I could hear it in her voice. It was as if I could see her smile as she told me she’d been thinking about me and I could feel the comfort of the hug she said she was…

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September 14, 2022

We’ll Get There

I walk out the door dripping with sweat, exhaustion and defeat. I haven’t been to a fitness class in awhile because of life and illness and today it feels like I’m back at square one. As I walk towards my car the woman beside me says, “Don’t worry, we’ll get there.”  She is smiling and radiating grace and perseverance. I glance her way knowing my…

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September 6, 2022

Taking Time for Granted: Her Last Lesson

How naive were we to take life and time for granted? How silly were we to think tomorrow and each day to follow were going to be just ordinary days? How are we taught so many things in life but never taught how fragile life can be and how quickly someone can be taken from you until it is too late? I didn’t learn any…

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September 2, 2022

Since You’ve Been Gone…

Since you’ve been gone, things look so much different. Truth is, they feel different too. At first it was like the sun refused to shine, like darkness followed me every place I went. With time, the light of your love and legacy lit the way to beautiful things, meaningful things. I never thought I’d be able to say that, though I bet you knew 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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