Posts

There are no gold stars in grief

Over Rivers, Over Mountains, Through an Ocean of Your Fears

Let's go back...

Tell my story.

I work out... sometimes...but it doesn't mean I do it alone.

I didn't expect this blog to turn out this way, but I am adjusting to it.

To the parents weeping the loss of a child or the spouse whose dreams are shattered.

Vacation, getting away, and remembering

The sixth stage of grief, crying over your taxes

Don't ever say Everything Happens for a Reason

My heart will go on, even if it needs crutches and a bandage