It’s Finally Here – Release Day!

Today marks the official release of my book, Beautifully Broken: Finding Hope During Loss! Thank you all so much for your amazing support! There has been such an overwhelming response that Amazon has already sold out of my book and my publisher is having to print more! If you don’t see it available at AmazonContinue reading “It’s Finally Here – Release Day!”

Where’s My Promised Land?

This past week I was saddened to hear about the death of actor, Bob Saget. For those who may not be familiar with Bob, he portrayed the dad on the television series, Full House. I remember watching this show every week, and binge watched every episode again last year with my youngest son. Along withContinue reading “Where’s My Promised Land?”

Judgment and Assumption vs. Understanding

The longer I walk this grief journey the more I realize how difficult it is for people to understand those who grieve. It’s especially hard for some to do this without making their own judgment and assumptions. As this journey continues to unfold I realize there are many who will never understand this road weContinue reading “Judgment and Assumption vs. Understanding”

Longing to See Beautiful Again

In just 3 short days it will be Christmas. I thought my heart was prepared to celebrate my second Christmas without my girl, but that’s simply not the case. Although God continues to heal my broken heart, no matter how much time passes by there really is no preparation to escape the loss we feelContinue reading “Longing to See Beautiful Again”

Bittersweet, Beautiful and Broken

This weekend we celebrated the launch of my book, Beautifully Broken. It was such a mixture of emotions – bittersweet, beautiful and broken all at the same time. We celebrated with friends and family, and the best part of the day was when my oldest son who lives out of state surprised us all by showingContinue reading “Bittersweet, Beautiful and Broken”

The Missing Never Ends

My childhood friend came to visit this past weekend. We have been friends since kindergarten and we can honestly say, we’ve done life together. This was her first visit since Melanie ran ahead to heaven and we found ourselves saying, the missing never ends. Melanie may no longer be physically here on this earth, butContinue reading “The Missing Never Ends”

Sharing My Grief Journey

It’s hard to believe I began sharing my grief journey with you here one year ago today. I started this blog as a means to share my heart and connect with others who were traveling the same road.  It’s been a rollercoaster ride, but I am so grateful for all of you who have walkedContinue reading “Sharing My Grief Journey”

International Overdose Awareness Day

Today is International Overdose Awareness Day and I am dedicating my post to honor the memory of all those who were lost to overdose and the parents who are grieving them. Friends, I started this blog almost a year ago as a means to share my grief journey with those of you who were alsoContinue reading “International Overdose Awareness Day”

Never Thought it Would Happen to Me

We all have challenges in life. We will all suffer loss at some point in our lives, too. No matter the specific circumstance you may find yourself walking through right now, has this thought ever crossed your mind – I never thought it would happen to me! Maybe your loved one passed away unexpectedly inContinue reading “Never Thought it Would Happen to Me”

Grieving with Hope

Recently, a friend and fellow warrior mom lost her second son to the insidious disease of addiction.  Oh, how my heart broke for her.  It is hard enough to lose one child, but two is unfathomable. Another longtime friend has been grieving the loss of her son for two long years. My heart breaks forContinue reading “Grieving with Hope”

Memories: A Bookbag Full of Lotion, Body Wash, and a Hairbrush

When our loved one dies all we have left of them is memories. And, memories come in many different forms. Sometimes it may be a special photo, which brings both smiles and tears. If you’re walking this grief journey alongside me you understand this double-edged sword. Perhaps like me you will never have a photoContinue reading “Memories: A Bookbag Full of Lotion, Body Wash, and a Hairbrush”

Navigating Memories When They Bring Both Comfort and Pain

I’m a member of a few private grief groups for parents who have lost children to Substance Use Disorder. These groups have hundreds of moms and dads with this same shared experience. We can be there to comfort one another and it helps knowing we are not alone. As you would imagine, although we shareContinue reading “Navigating Memories When They Bring Both Comfort and Pain”

The Many Faces of Grief

Usually when we think of the word grief it implies a negative connotation, and quite honestly, I’m sure we can all understand why. Websters defines grief as, “deep and poignant distress.” During the early days of walking this grief journey I could think of nothing else other than the deep sadness and missing my daughter.Continue reading “The Many Faces of Grief”

When Does the Fallout End?

My Dad served in WW II.  After we visited Normandy and saw some of the area where these battles were fought in the trenches, I can better understand why he never wanted to talk about his time there. There are some days I feel a lot like my Dad. I feel like I’m on aContinue reading “When Does the Fallout End?”

Rebuilding From the Rubble

Recently a tornado ripped through a local neighborhood where we knew several families who had their homes destroyed. A few of the homes were decimated, but many others were left partially standing. There was something about seeing those homes that made me feel a strange sense of kinship with them. Since the death of myContinue reading “Rebuilding From the Rubble”

Facing Your Giants

We celebrated our son’s birthday with our first family beach trip since Covid. He asked if we could go to Sanibel Island, a place we’ve been to several times over the years. It’s a lovely place to visit, yet the moment he asked to go there I felt a wave of anxiety wash over meContinue reading “Facing Your Giants”

Escaping the Noise: Run to the Father

There are days when I want to think about anything, other than grief. Some days I’m so weary of my own mind. My own thoughts on repeat: Missing. Death. Dying. Addiction. Loss. Wishing for a different outcome. Oh, how I want things to be normal again but what does that really mean anymore? Even ifContinue reading “Escaping the Noise: Run to the Father”

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