Back to school week. It’s a little different for everyone on the emotional scale. Some mothers are sending their little ones off for the first time through tears. Others are popping a bottle of champagne in the middle of the street as the school bus drives off. And then there’s the Bill Murrays waking up...
Category Archives: Grief and Sorrow
Two years. 730 days. Days that I’ve cried. And healed. And moved on. Both literally and figuratively. I’ve had friends ask if we would have moved here if Shawna was never diagnosed. If the cancer didn’t win. I would like to say yes. She would have pushed me to. She would have told me I...
Last night, I came across an article on grief. What grief is. What it looks like. I wouldn’t say I’m in a position of actively grieving anymore. I can say in full honesty (and full thankfulness) that the season of active grief is over. But there’s something there still. Something deep down inside that I...
I woke up to 26 text messages this morning. I’m on a text thread with five east coast girlfriends. And I woke up to this question:Overwhelmed with life. Anyone else? It was unanimous. And three hours after the question was asked, I raised my hand through one tiny little woman-raising-her-hand cartoon. This photo was sent: Three and...
It’s interesting that this weekend I swam in caves. Full of joy. Knowing now how true the words that form Ecclesiastes 3:11 are. Even though I wasn’t sure then. He makes everything beautiful in His time. After Shawna died, I took a break from my Bible. I gave myself the month of December to grieve,...