Month: March 2013

I went to church this morning. It was my first time back since having Josh. Patrick had to work this morning, so I had my mom come with me so I wouldn't be alone. Problem is I always feel alone now. Even in a crowded church auditorium, I feel alone. Going to church had always… Continue reading Easter Sunday

I've always loved music.  I love the way a song can often put into words everything that I am feeling.  Right now, my Spotify playlist is full of songs about broken hearts, letting go of dreams, and hope in God.  I'm trying to see beyond this mess that I'm currently in and look forward.  I'm… Continue reading Beauty From Pain

I'm trying to find peace again. I'm trying to find hope again. I'm trying to find my faith again. I keep reading every book I can get my hands on, reading every blog I can find, and listening to every song that I can find.  If someone mentions that something helped them through a difficult… Continue reading Trying

The problem with grief is that I never know when it is going to hit.  I've been back at work this week, and honestly I know that I came back too soon.  I can't focus.  I have these major bursts of grief where I find myself crying so hard that I have to go into… Continue reading The Problem

From Still Standing Magazine the woman standing in front of you at the checkout line on the verge of tears because she just dropped the jar of pickles, the cashier who seems she could care less about her job, but had to return to work much too soon after her loss, the woman at work… Continue reading The Bereaved Mother is…