It’s been nearly a month since I’ve written anything. This morning, I woke up thinking about our next…
I’ve made it. December 31—the final day of the worst year of my life. I wasn’t sure I…
Since losing my daughter, I have said that navigating grief is like riding a rollercoaster with a blindfold…
I haven’t known what to say for nearly three weeks. I keep telling myself, “Your brain feels clogged.…
Happy five month birthday, Eleanora James. Nine months of making you, five months now of missing you. You’ve…
I don’t feel good this evening. I feel like my grief is written all over my face. At…
I haven’t felt up to writing much this month, but today it feels good, so: hello again. I’m…
The day after we found out that Eleanora had died, she visited me in a dream. She likes…
One year ago today, we found out we were expecting our precious Eleanora. I had my suspicions that…
