(Un)happy Anniversary

As we move through grief, we inevitably encounter the dreaded “firsts:” First birthdays without our loved ones, first holidays, first Father’s Days and Mother’s Day, and the big, bad, scary first: the anniversary of our loved one’s passing. This week marks one year since I held my Dad’s hand as he took his last breath. … More (Un)happy Anniversary

Christmas Morning

It’s Christmas morning: the presents are under the tree, the kids are wide-eyed with the excitement that the holiday brings. Joy is all around. It’s Christmas morning, but I don’t feel the joy. This year, I won’t hear your voice. I won’t see your face. My joy, it seems, is somewhere far in the distance. … More Christmas Morning

Looking Up: Remembering My Dad During the Solar Eclipse

I remember the last major solar eclipse that passed through my home state: May 10, 1994. I was 11 years old and all the kids in my class were out in front of my elementary school looking through a solar telescope, amazed as the moon slowly blocked out the sun’s rays. I remember that day … More Looking Up: Remembering My Dad During the Solar Eclipse

Why I Quit Praying: A Brutally Honest Look at Faith After Loss

When I started this journal, it was meant primarily as a means of personal reflection, expression, and therapy. Whether or not anyone ever reads these words or finds value in them, I have found writing extremely therapeutic. It allows me to process my thoughts and feelings in a way I cannot do in spoken words: … More Why I Quit Praying: A Brutally Honest Look at Faith After Loss