Before the Resurrection: Grief, Loss, and Hope Revisited
Ren's life and death will always be inextricably intertwined with injustice in my mind—abuse of a voiceless, minority child, lost and invisible in the fissures of a broken system that should have protected him
Christmas For Those Who Grieve
Christmas is not always a joyous time for everyone, particularly for those of us who are grieving.
I write this letter for you.
Advent, Fog, and Beauty in the Unknown
Personal essay on grief after child loss, unexpected pregnancy, and finding hope in fog-covered mornings. On motherhood, waiting, and resilience.
Here. Here. Here.
As I pondered over the madness of spending hours on social media or pursuing an unrequited, unfulfilling friendship, I caught myself thinking more and more, “This is not how I want to spend my life.”
“Have you eaten?”
My grandma is dying. In truth, she’s been dying for years now, my months punctuated with hospital scares and
This is the fourth year since your son died
This is the fourth year since your son died.
You wonder where the time has gone, and wonder if it’d be cliche to say it sometimes still feels like yesterday.
