When my child died, the world stopped making sense and my heart shattered in ways words can barely touch. Maybe you’ve lost a child—perhaps even…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
When my child died, the world stopped making sense and my heart shattered in ways words can barely touch. Maybe you’ve lost a child—perhaps even…
I’m tired. I’m tired of people driving others to the ledge of despair in the name of being better. When you push us to get…
Nothing is simple anymore. I have previously written how I cannot just simply buy gum. Seeing the gum display evokes memories of Caleb. Memories of…
The most destructive weapon ever used is Satan’s secret weapon of choice. Food. Nothing tastes as good as feeling great.
It seems it can’t be real, but I know it is. These words made me feel more seen than I have felt in a very…
Surviving the holidays with the traumatic death of someone close by suicide.
Bonus: Grief from losing a child never stops. Healing from this might be like healing from a double amputation. Life becomes much more difficult and…
Reflecting on the loneliness and fading hope after six years of grief from losing a child.
No matter how one envisions hell, no concrete proof of its experience can be known. Some may use the imagery in Dante’s Inferno, or the…