Recently, I was working on a photo project and came across numerous pictures of my Dad. Strangely, I didn’t shed a single tear; instead, I smiled when I saw him smiling back at me, chuckled when I came across a silly picture, and even when I felt the sting of loss, my eyes stayed dry. … More The Guilt of Moving On
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
Four months. Seventeen weeks. One hundred twenty three days. That’s how long it has been since I lost my Dad and my world changed forever. In the beginning, I thought the pain would be infinite. I thought I would never be able to smile again, never be able to laugh again. In the beginning, I … More How Long It Takes to Heal a Broken Heart
Today was my first Father’s Day without a Father. My Dad passed away just over three months ago. Even though he is gone, I still managed to spend the day with him. Before you stop reading here, believing me crazy or into some kind of voodoo witchcraft, let me explain. My Dad will always be … More Father’s Day, Minus a Father
We are all together in this world: our grief, our pain, our challenges, and our journeys intersect with one another in ways we can scarcely imagine. These past three months have been unbelievably difficult for me, but through it all – every step of the way – I have been surrounded by friends and family … More Where Hope and Heartache Meet
Over the past two months, I’ve had lots of people ask me how they can help. Do you need anything? they ask. How are you doing? Or worse, some say nothing at all. Our culture conditions us to reply with the obligatory “I’m okay” or “I’m fine” or “we don’t need anything, but thank you.” … More “I’m Fine”
This is the excerpt for your very first post. … More “The After Club”
The After Club 