Miscarriage. I hate this word. Do you know what it means? In medical terms, it is defined as the loss of a fetus before the 20th week of pregnancy. Please take a moment and say those words to yourself. How did they make you feel? When used in a medical situation, I have found my doctors and nurses … Continue reading Why I Do Not Use the Word Miscarriage
My friends, Where do I even begin? How do we put the pieces of the world back together when you find that they never really were together? How do we fix our society when you learn that it has always been broken? How do we begin the healing when so many are hurting deeply on … Continue reading Dear Friends: A Letter of Conviction
My friends, the storm is real. Life has changed. I see your loss, your pain, your sorrow. And I will not take that away from you. Those feelings are valid. And I am here to listen and not judge. During this season of isolation, sudden change, so many unknowns, you may feel like your very … Continue reading Being Present in the Storm
Dear friend, I am so sorry you are here. I wish I could sit with you in this moment and be a safe place as you ride the storm. Know that I am with you in spirit and you can reach out to me (Contact Me at the top) if you would like to share … Continue reading Beginning Healthy Grief: How Do I Start?
Mama bear rant first! If you don't have kids, bear with me (pun intended!) and I promise it will be worth it! Want to know one of my biggest pet peeves? When people tell kids "shake it off", "quit crying", "stop being angry". First off, I would livid if someone told me that. As an … Continue reading Give Me Permission to Feel
In the early days of grief, I felt so overwhelmed by the emotional weight of my loss. I could barely get out of bed and constantly cried. It was the first thing I thought of when I woke up and I fell asleep crying. I was in the very midst of severe depression (please, if … Continue reading Push Pause on Your Grief
My friends, after I lost Halia, I had to do so much soul searching. One of the first things that laid heavy on my heart was thinking about my own death... How did I want those closest to me to grieve? Would I want Nick, my husband, to bury himself in work or be curled … Continue reading My Grief Journey in One Word: Gratitude
Grief. What a strange word. Before I lost Halia, this word had very little context to me. I thought I understood it... but frankly I had no earthly idea what true grief meant. Before our loss, I would sympathetically sit with those who lost but it did not touch me. I would hug them and … Continue reading Grief is Not a Bad Word
Why are some days more difficult? To answer my question, I don't know. Why has the last few days been so hard? No idea. What has changed? Honestly, nothing that I can see... but I can feel it. I can feel that I am struggling to breathe at moments because I miss my daughter so. … Continue reading My Grief Journey: Taking My Grief “Box” Off the Shelf
As I sit here thinking about this last year, I am so grateful for how far I have come since the loss of Halia but my journey is not over. I still grieve and mourn and today is one of those days.Tonight is my son's Christmas program and I feel my heart sink. Why should … Continue reading Grief: Christmas Program
Technically Denise 