Posts about Child Loss

Here I am tonight — like so many other nights.Tired. Trying to go to bed. And like every night, my[…]

This post is a reflection that follows The Day My Grief Answered Back—a continuation of what it means to listen,[…]

As if Alex’s birthday arriving on Monday wasn’t already heavy enough, it also happens to be his grandmom’s birthday. That[…]

Mondays have always been hard for me. Not because the weekend ends or because work begins again—but because Monday is[…]

I came across an Instagram reel the other day that made me stop and think. “There is a special kind[…]

Christmas used to feel simple. It used to arrive wrapped in familiar colors—soft lights, warm gatherings, the quiet magic that[…]

I found profound truth in a Benedict Cumberbatch quote: Grief is the echo of a profound connection. It is the[…]

The weekend I’d been dreading—the first birthday without Alex—has passed. It came and went with the heavy, overwhelming reality I[…]

This past week has brought with it a series of strange and unexplainable experiences. Mondays are always tough—it’s the day[…]