I almost cancelled this family photo shoot a million times. Life was hectic, the boys were complaining relentlessly, Stevie was anxious and irritable (we later learned it was likely she was having bad headaches from the tumor we didn’t yet know about—which crushes my mama heart today), no one wanted to wear the clothes I picked out,[...]
This past weekend I spent a day cleaning out our garage. I stumbled on a bin filled with my old journals. Stacked between my Hello Kitty journal from 1st grade and a series of dollar store composition books from my early 30’s was the beat up leather notebook I filled up in the months after Stevie passed away. I flipped through the[...]
Pain is universal. My pain is not meant to be measured or compared against another's. Pain is relative. My greatest pain is the same as your greatest pain. And when we stop treating pain like a spectrum and instead realize it's what has the power to connect and unify us, perhaps more than anything else...well, that's the day tha[...]
Words on Grief: Words I've read that have reached my soul. Words I've written, sharing my heart. Words I've repeated, as a sort of mantra for strength during the healing. Words I've shared in hopes that others in the trench of grief may be reminded that they are not alone. Follow more of my journey over at @littlemissmomma on Insta[...]
via @michellebeller After losing Stevie earlier this year I made two simple promises to myself. I promised I would get out of bed every day. And I promised I would get dressed every day. I didn't need to leave the house. I didn't need to put on a face that didn't match what I was feeling inside. I didn't need to rush through my[...]
I didn’t see any of this coming. I didn’t know our world would be turned upside down and literally every aspect of our reality would forever be transformed. But while i didn’t foresee any of this trauma and pain, i can look back now and see so clearly all the ways in which we were prepared to navigate this storm, this nightma[...]
