I'm in shock. I can't believe it. Two days ago a wrote a blog about the losses we face in life. How nothing and no one is permanent and...

I woke up feeling okay. After wrapping my mind around what day it was (the usual wake up and figure out what's on my plate for the day)...

I came to this space today to process in private. The other blog is out there - people are reading it in real time. But this one? No one...

It's my third Mother's Day without G and I feel okay. Maybe I won't later, but I needed to record that the approach of this holiday...

Today I turn 38. Greg will always be 35. These numbers feel so strange. He was always 12 days older than me. How can I now be 3 years...

G didn't care a lot about stuff. Didn't need a nice car or a big home. Preferred a worn-in t-shirt and a dinged up table. Through his...

Imagine standing on a concrete floor holding a big, clear mirror in your hands. And then dropping it and watching it smash onto the...

I've been reading through the blog we kept when G was waiting for his transplant. It is surreal. Sept. 30, 2010 I wrote all about his...

It's the second day of fall, and the first day that it feels like it. I'm sitting here wearing a fleece jacket, jeans, and my favorite...

I feel like God is leading me in a new direction. I've been trying to hold on to the life that I had with G. As if holding on to that...

I feel angry. Furiously angry. Like it's welling up in my gut and has no place to go. There words feel too tame. I feel sick with...

It still hurts. Rejection, feeling messed with, feeling cast aside. But I think I dodged a bullet. I met HW and it felt good to feel a...

There is a temptation in grief to romanticize the past. To divide your life into the categories of good (when your person was still...

Yesterday P went to his second day-long grief camp, nearly a year after his first. I've tried to look back in my memory of what it was...

Today would be 15 years of marriage. 15 years since we said I do. I've had this song in my head by Andrew Peterson since I woke up this...

She always treated him like a grandson. He always loved her like a grandmother. Maybe it's easier when you aren't related by blood and...

Today we buried my grandmother's ashes. She died in November of last year but finally this week we all made the trek north to her...

A friend recently asked me why I still believe in God after everything I've been through. It was a genuine question, asked from a place...

I'm starting to share our story. Beyond this blog (which at this point has no readers!). I've had a secret Facebook account for a while...

In the early days of grief, I felt like people were treating me like a puppy or perhaps a toddler. As if they could somehow get excited ...