One Year Later
A year after losing my son Alex, I found that the day I feared most wasn’t the anniversary itself, but[…]
Where the 20 Should Be
There are a million things I would rather be building for my son than a memorial to place on the[…]
When Joy and Grief Don’t Take Turns
Tonight I came across a reel that described something I’ve felt for a long time but struggled to explain. The[…]
The Morning I Keep Replaying — And the Guilt I Still Carry
There’s a moment I return to over and over.Not because I want to — but because my mind won’t let[…]
When Grief Shows Up Unannounced
Here I am tonight — like so many other nights.Tired. Trying to go to bed. And like every night, my[…]
Listening for His Voice – Grief, Signs, and Trusting Love
This post is a reflection that follows The Day My Grief Answered Back—a continuation of what it means to listen,[…]
Sharing a Birthday
As if Alex’s birthday arriving on Monday wasn’t already heavy enough, it also happens to be his grandmom’s birthday. That[…]
Alex: My Everglow
Mondays have always been hard for me. Not because the weekend ends or because work begins again—but because Monday is[…]
The Conflict of Holding Christmas
I came across an Instagram reel the other day that made me stop and think. “There is a special kind[…]
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[…]