I tried to force my mind there, to picture what it would be like if Caleb were gone. Standing at the foot of the stairs, looking at the door to his room, I tried to feel what it would be like if my child were gone.
I’m tired. I’m tired of people driving others to the ledge of despair in the name of being better. When you push us to get…
Bonus: Grief from losing a child never stops. Healing from this might be like healing from a double amputation. Life becomes much more difficult and…
Certain dates on the calendar really sting. I wrote about this five years ago (Dates on the Calendar), but now that I am further on…
The torture does not seem to relent. I no longer feel like God is near and hope is fraying.
I LOVED THE HOLIDAYS I did. They truly were a time for celebration and we made so many memories. We filled the last ten…
When dealing with a life-altering grief, we often have difficulties worshiping God. Questions flood our mind and give rise to doubt, and now something stands in the way.
Be the things you loved most about the people who are gone. One of my favorite things about Caleb was his dry wit that dripped…
I have aphantasia, the inability to create mental imagery. It’s quite odd how some days I do not give it a thought. I told my…
Caleb would have been 27 years old this week. When I was 27, he was a 1-year-old with severe intestinal gas which seemed to be…
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