As my boi would always say, “Ain’t gonna lie…,” before unpacking what was on his […]
Tag: Bereaved Mother
The White Flower
Julian was always looking for a quiet moment to sneak away and go spearfishing. Often, […]
Homesick
As I try and integrate myself into the here and now, I am reminded of […]
I DO NOT Want To Do This.
When Josie died, I was overwhelmed with thoughts of, “How do I do this?!!!” Every […]
Somewhere Above the Fog
Lucid dreams by night often become blurry by dawn, and the light of a new […]
Never Count Your Tortillas
My Grandma Frances always said, “You should never count your tortillas!” This sage wisdom becomes […]
Ohhh, To Live Again…
At what point do we progress from merely “riding the ride” to actually enjoying it? […]
“She Be Back!!!”
My little guy was only eighteen months old when his big sissy was killed, yet […]
Spirit Hugs: What is “Real?”
Perhaps the hardest part about losing a loved one is coping with the insatiable desire […]
Into the Light with My Six Silver Moonbeams…
In grief, we unwittingly tend to tip-toe around certain subjects, events, memories, people, places, and […]
Grace by Grace, Stone to Stone
Heart pounding like it’s going to expire, headache like you won’t live till tomorrow, stabbing […]
My Precious Little Bless
The morning started out happy… She was up well before the sun. She had already […]