You know what I just did? I got into a bath, with a bag of chip and cold beer. At 1 o’clock in the afternoon. I looked at pictures of my baby boy who I was supposed to outlive and I cried. And now I write, because writing has become a huge ally in this … Continue reading Giving permission for SelfCare
Grief is so unpredictable. It's hard to put into words. It's hard to describe the feelings that come along with it, the timing, the depth, the triggers, the encompassing numbness. Because its so hard to verbalize, I can imagine how hard it is to support someone in the depths of a deep grief. Some days … Continue reading Grief – Keeping my head above water
When people look at me they see a lot. Some may thing I look nice. Some may think I look unapproachable and cold. Some may think I look like I have all my shit together. Some may think I look like a hot mess. Funny, crazy, confident, strange, friendly, cold. When you look at anyone, … Continue reading Infant and child loss…I am 1 in 4.
Talking about grief. It’s not inspirational or even very positive, but it’s reality. Just like death and love, It’s something that everyone will experience in their life. Some grief is more overwhelming and encompassing than others. But we all deal with it to some degree. Since Killian died, I’ve been working so hard on trying … Continue reading Talking about grief, changing the stigma
I clearly remember being younger and watching movies, or reading books, that something terrible happens in. Something traumatic. And I remember thinking to myself that I didn’t think I could survive something like that. That, for example, my child ever died, I would curl up in my bed and never get out. That I would … Continue reading Grief is like a rollercoaster