grief

My family outside my Dad's recent church - Melfa United Methodist - in Virginia. We loved attending church as a family.
The holidays can be a time of joy as we all gather around our family table and reunite with loved ones. It can also be a time of incredible sadness for those who maybe had a rough year or lost someone special. For me, the joy and sadness seem very tightly intertwined. I love seeing my mom and sister. Enjoying my family and theirs. I love seeing the excitement on the faces of my children. I love...
It's OK to regroup and start again.
If you’ve been reading my blog each month, you know I’ve been going through some grief. This seems to be a theme now – everywhere I look, I see others talking about it and how grieving is such a personal process. Or, maybe now that I understand it, I just notice grieving all around me. That’s probably more likely – we don’t tend to notice things until we are ready. This May, I wanted to jump into...
Those words…. “I am so sorry, there is no heartbeat,” will forever be etched into my soul.
This is a blog topic I have wanted to write about for some time, but every time I would try, I just couldn’t come up with the right words. Then I realized: It isn’t about the “right words,” but more about message and awareness of this issue. It is something we don’t talk about, yet it is something that many women are dealing with. This topic is very near to my heart and I want to share my personal...
My son, Alex, walks the farm fields that I enjoyed as a child.
Following the sudden death of my Dad, it’s been a whirlwind of emotions. Incredible sadness, mixed with anxiety, concern for my children, concern for my mom, fear, lackluster attitude, no energy, and this feeling that maybe I should just disappear into the wilderness and never return. I’ve always battled with my emotions – I just have so many of them! And, I’ve always struggled with staying in one...
Rolling hills, sunset, and tractors will always remind me of my Dad.
It has taken me a long time to decide whether I actually wanted to talk about this on the blog. However, many people have told me that while grief and grieving are often personal journeys, there is also a sense of camaraderie felt by those who have known grief… so here goes. G is for Grief In February, my dad died. It was sudden. Unexpected. He was on vacation in Panama with my mom – a place they...