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[…]
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[…]