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

Today’s blog post is in honour of all the amazing men and women who are unapologetically sharing their experiences with grief.

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!  

... This brings me to the topic of today’s blog post – realising that my parents will always be a part of me.  

Poem in honour of my sister, Grace, who passed away in 1992. She was only 4 years old (and i was just a baby)...

have written this poem for mom and dad, to help them celebrate their granddaughter’s birthday.

Today, I’d like to tell you about what I find to be the ultimate grief sacrifice that both my heart and mind have had to make.