To the Grieving Mama on Mother's Day

I keep cards. I have this box under my bed that’s full of memories and notes from friends and family who have given me wishes on special occasions. I picked up this habit from my mother. She always kept cards we kids gave her. When she passed…
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That Time I Started Crying in Chik-Fil-A

What a busy day. First the bank. Then Wal-Mart, followed by the grocery store. Before I knew it, we were ready for lunch. We ended up at my favorite spot, Chik Fil A. My husband always wonders what's so great about Chik Fil A. Why do people…
To those grieving this holiday season
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To Those Grieving This Holiday

This morning I woke at about  3:30 and just couldn't go back to sleep. I didn't wake thinking about food getting cooked, family gathering and laughing. I didn't think about Black Friday shopping or the crazy chaos of the day. I didn't think…
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Empty Grief

I forgot to call upon Your name. I couldn’t see out of this bottomless pit. My grief felt empty. I felt alone. Blind. Numb. Empty. I couldn’t see out of this bottomless pit. Missing you more than I ever thought possible. Blind.…