I’m sorry for the delay between posts. It’s been a long couple of weeks at work. To be honest- I’m exhausted. Emotionally and physically. And it is when I’m in this vulnerable stage that I feel like my constant state of grief is amplified by infinity. Which in turn, causes all the negative emotions I was already feeling to extend their lifetime warranty so to speak. I was asked by
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June 30, 2019
The club no one wants to be a member of
I can’t remember exactly when I started calling the group of bereaved parents the club no one wanted to be member of- but I think it’s true. Losing a child is a kind of pain I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy, much less anyone else. There are no meetings, no monthly newsletters, no gifts for joining. It’s just this group of people connected by the pain of losing their
June 23, 2019
It all ties in
I’ve spent the last couple of weeks dealing with some new drama in my family. It’s been exhausting- but isn’t all drama. As it is, I’ve also been spending a lot of time looking into my family’s history and into the roots of my family tree. I was born and raised in Central Louisiana. The history of the place is fascinating and overwhelming at times when you really start to
June 4, 2019
No experts here
I’ve been asked things like “How did you handle moving on with your life?” And personally, I hate that question. It disturbs me to no end to believe that “moving on” is something people think is possible. Do I lay down and forget to live? No. Do I curl up in my depression and cling to it like an old friend? Sometimes. Do I believe I can ever “get past”