Beauty from Ashes: baby showers + beautiful scars

  Beauty from Ashes: baby showers + beautiful scars This past week I did something I swore I’d never do again- I attended a baby shower. I hate baby showers. I don’t hate many things,…

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Mental Health Messiness

  I remember walking into our therapist’s office for the first time and feeling a rush of uncertainty. What would she think of me? Of us? Of our relationship? Of our grief? Of how we…

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Borrowed Courage

  “You are SO strong!” “You are SO brave!” “You have SO much courage to put your grief out there, I could NEVER do that!” Sometimes, people tell me these things. They call me strong…

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Hope – some assembly required

“Hope is typically considered to be an optimistic state of mind that is based on an expectation of positive outcomes with respect to events and circumstances in one’s life or the world at large.” –…

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How’s your wife? A dad’s grief…

How’s your wife? This seemingly innocent question is the first thing my husband is asked when someone learns about our loss history/grief journey. It never fails. Every time he tells me about it my heart…

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Gone but not forgotten: 6 ways we honor our babies

  When Caleb died, I couldn’t accept that he was simply gone and would be forgotten or his memory cast aside. Jackson, Grace and Reagan were so little when we lost them, that they weren’t…

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The Littlest Valentines…. and hard questions

Valentine’s Day is upon us once more. I’m neither for, nor against, Valentine’s Day. I’ve never had much of an opinion on this holiday which, if you know me, you know I rarely don’t have an opinion…

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The Bright Side

The Bright Side “Hello darkness, my old friend…”  I hear the familiar words of the song and my breath begins to slow. Today I’m listening to the version of the song by the band Disturbed,…

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Dear February,

  Dear February, We meet again. Another year, another turning of the page from January to you making my heart grow anxious and heavy. You used to be my favorite month, February, the month of…

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Faith + Fingernails

I remember being a person of faith as young as four years old, begging my parents to allow me to be baptized in the big pool at the front of the Baptist church my dad…

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Leap Like a Lunatic!

I’m not a risk taker by nature. I’m a lady who likes traditions, detailed, color-coded itineraries and a carefully curated meal plan. I prefer predictability over spontaneity. I like methodology and road maps and the…

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This is Me

  SCARS. Every one of us is full of them. Some physical, the result of an injury or a surgery. Some emotional, the scars seared into our hearts and minds through trauma. My scars are…

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