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... 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... 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.