The Guilt of Missed Training and the Weight of Grief
With IRONMAN 70.3 Mallorca less than eight weeks away, I found myself carrying both race anxiety and the weight of[…]
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,[…]
Jason Made Me a Dad Again
I write about Alex often on here. His loss has undoubtedly changed me forever. It changed how I see the[…]
The Rays of Light: Finding Hope While Living With Grief
Jeremy just happened to be in the area on Christmas Eve. He reached out to see if he could stop[…]
When a Memory Brings Him Back — and Takes Him Away Again
I came across a video from December 2012 of Alex and Jason playing in the kitchen. They were just being[…]
Holding Gratitude and Grief at the Same Time
On Tuesday night, we ordered Chinese food for dinner. Nothing fancy—just one of those simple, comforting meals you go to[…]
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[…]
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[…]