Read Goodnight Room when the room is empty and the chair is empty and the silence is so loud it has a sound. Goodnight nobody. Goodnight to the one who should be here and is not.
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Tag: childloss
When you strap weight onto someone else, suddenly they get it. Their knees buckle, cannot breathe, cannot climb the stairs. Ten minutes in and they are begging to take it off. I wonder what would happen if we could do this with grief.
The best gift anyone can give is talking about my kids and letting me talk about them.
I can have moments of joy, brief glimpses of something that might look like happiness to an observer. But nothing in my life is the same.
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…
