It has been ten years since I first started blogging. During this time, my relationship with social media has been rocky. I have taken...

February 13th will mark nineteen years since my mother and father passed away. For me, each year is a milestone in itself. Every February...

Click here for the audio version of this blog post... The other day at the office I was so tired that I couldn’t concentrate. I found...

Click here for the audio version of this blog post... There was a time when I felt like I was merely existing; existing in the shadows of...

Click here for the audio version of this blog post... I developed many fears after losing my parents, and one of the fears that stood out...

Click here for the audio version of this blog post... Sometimes it feels as though my journey as a griever did not start the day my...

Click here for the audio version of this blog post *Sigh* Okay, so, here's the deal: I have been struggling HARD over the past couple of...

I have most likely used the word “sad” when speaking on grief, but perhaps “sad” isn’t the right word. In today’s blog post, I’d like to exp

Do 18 years mean that my grief has reached the age of majority? Do 18 years mean that the pain of losing you will become less intense? Do 18

Today I’d like to briefly talk about how my two-year-old daughter is teaching me about a significant aspect of my grief. Enjoy!