Navigating Christmas With a Broken Heart: Grief, Love, and the Weight of Wanting to Make It Special
Christmas used to feel simple. It used to arrive wrapped in familiar colors—soft lights, warm gatherings, the quiet magic that[…]
Back to the Start Line: How Training for a 70.3 Ironman Made Me a Kid Again
I’m 50 years old, and lately, I feel like I’ve been handed a second childhood—one filled with chlorine, wind-in-the-face speed,[…]
The Quiet Truth Benedict Cumberbatch Articulated About Loss
I found profound truth in a Benedict Cumberbatch quote: Grief is the echo of a profound connection. It is the[…]
When you hate who you’ve become
The weekend I’d been dreading—the first birthday without Alex—has passed. It came and went with the heavy, overwhelming reality I[…]
The Sun is Out, But There’s a Cloud Just for Me
The last few days, I haven’t felt like myself. Something has been off. It’s a strange and unsettling feeling, like[…]
“The Day My Grief Answered Back”
This past week has brought with it a series of strange and unexplainable experiences. Mondays are always tough—it’s the day[…]
Reliving the Grief of Loss, The Deep Blue Good-bye: Finding Peace in Alex’s Ocean
There is nothing, absolutely nothing, that can prepare you for releasing your child’s ashes somewhere. The weight of that final[…]
Seeking Adventure, Thrills, Açaí, and Sunsets
After an exhilarating morning surfing the waves of Waikiki, we headed back to the house to regroup, refuel, and meet[…]
There Are No Rules to Joy: Lessons from the Ocean
Friday mornings are a familiar rhythm—early wake-up calls, a quiet walk to our favorite coffee spot, and a sense of[…]
Surf Recon, Squeaky Flip-Flops, and a Luau Surprise: A Day in Waikiki
Today started out like the day before — Jeremy and I were up early and headed to our usual spot:[…]