The holidays are the worst.

The holidays are the worst.

What used to be my favorite time of year has become my least favorite. I hate saying that. But, it’s true. No matter how cheery and happy everyone else is, it’s still the worst. I spend most moments in this “out of body” experience state, being...

You can’t ignore a broken heart.

No matter how hard you try, you can’t ignore a broken heart. You can hide it and there’s lots of people that are masters of burying their hurts and brokenness. I am pretty good at it myself. But, in the quiet, when I’m alone, it’s got to be...
The Mom of that Dead Girl

The Mom of that Dead Girl

(window art outside of Katie’s last PICU hospital room) I don’t know how to be anything else lately than the grieving mom. I used to be the mom of that sick girl. Before that, I was just “mom.” This has been my most defining role. We’re...
God doesn’t apologize.

God doesn’t apologize.

In the past months, as grief has been kicking my butt (you wouldn’t know it by looking at me, I know), I came to understand something about me. Something that isn’t a bad thing. Something that you probably have in you too. It’s the need for an...
Perceptions

Perceptions

Suppose I told you that I just went for a thirty-minute walk, sat and relaxed for around ninety minutes, ate a snack, took a nap, and met a stranger. Immediately, your imagination goes to the sort of utopia-like scenarios I am creating in your mind’s eye. We both can...