A Poem No one ever knew of her pain. She wore her cross that she was born to wear so well. She hid every attack like a concealed weapon used in a mass shooting. There are several of those each year. Her attacks were several times each day. Some may say, She is absolutely ok.… Continue reading The Inability
How experiencing childhood death changed me forever Photo by Katya Wolf on Pexels.com Many people have unfortunately had death visit their family or someone they know over the last few years. This includes children. Grief is different for everyone but none more-so than kids. I should know. In 1997, my mom died. I think I was… Continue reading My Grief Isn’t The Same As Yours
I made some accomplishments today. For a mom of three, the reality is time for yourself is limited if any at all. The last few days have been tough. My younger son is sick. It started with a fever and progressed into loose bowels. So, I’ve spent all day cleaning up poop off of carpets,… Continue reading This Might Sound Crazy But…
Photo by Valeria Ushakova on Pexels.com I can’t believe I’ve come this far. Finally, I said the words aloud to someone else besides my husband: I have depression!! I’ve never been so open about my mental health. For most of my life, I hid it, ashamed at being labeled crazy or psycho, even worried that… Continue reading I’m Learning How Not To Be Ashamed Of My Mental Health
Photo by Liza Summer on Pexels.com Does the grief ever go away? Last week, I was thinking about my deceased mother. I think about her and my deceased father every day, but this week it has been constant thoughts about my mom. I've been crying as I did as a little girl that whole year… Continue reading Dealing With Grief Nearly A Decade Later
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