Snowing Just for Me

We all have those days. In the wake of my loss, I found ways to move on, eventually. It changed me forever, but I wasn’t sad anymore. But there are still bad days. Fewer and farther between, but still bad. They’re usually triggered by something, some reminder, some event, that makes me come face to … More Snowing Just for Me

Loss and Waiting

This is our story of grief. This is a necessary prequel for what I’ll be writing about Advent; for an explanation of why, see this post. Innocence. I was so happy. Jared was terrified out of his mind, but I was unspeakably happy. I didn’t realize how much I had longed for a child until … More Loss and Waiting