I’ll never know for certain whether grief was the catalyst to a rugged voice and a relentless attitude. I will never know whether my tragedies built the foundation for the force…
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“I will be a wave breaking at the shore alongside thousands of waves.” My husband would say at night during his terminal cancer diagnosis when the thoughts of dying would…
Sometimes I look at all eternity and wonder if any of the work I do really matters in the vastness of the cosmos. This world is so big, and so…
Many of you don’t know this about me, but when I was in The Waiting Room after my husband died I worked at a big company at a job I…
About a month after my two-year old son was murdered I found myself in a bookstore looking at the child loss books. I remember not connecting with any of them….
