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...

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

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 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...

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...

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 ...

I realized today that I can't find my future while I'm running away from my past. Life has changed so much since G died - this is true. ...

I've been feeling that old feeling again. That pit in my stomach. The nausea I associate with losing G. The constant, unending feeling...

My goodness, how is my boy finishing 2nd grade tomorrow? A grade that G wasn't here for at all. He's up to my shoulders now and growing...

Why is a big question. And it's one I don't like to ask. Because there aren't any answers on this side of Heaven. Why did G die? Why...

I'm sitting at Panera this morning and there's a couple outside the window. Neither are wearing wedding rings. Both are probably in...

I need a new dream. I've been waiting for someone to give one to me, and I've felt aimless. Maybe remarriage has become my new dream. ...