Go ahead, cry in the shower

I suffer from dry eyes, I  see the eye doctor tomorrow.   I wonder what the effect of constant crying will have on my eye tests.  I've cried for 47 days straight, I didn't know that was possible for someone with dry eyes but it turns out having dry eyes doesn't mean you can't cry.  It … Continue reading Go ahead, cry in the shower →

Share your story Part II

Hours after my daughter's death I needed to cut my hair.  It was some sort of unexplainable urge.  I was actually wandering through the airport on the way home from South America looking for scissors.   I think this shows you where my head was at.  Of course you couldn't find scissors at the duty-free store … Continue reading Share your story Part II →

share your story, heal a soul

Share your story Part I Two days in a row I had two experiences back to back where sharing stories helped heal and possible save someone's life.   In the weeks after my daughter's death, my youngest daughter started experiencing excruciating back pain.   I called my massage therapist that I knew would cover the treatment with our … Continue reading share your story, heal a soul →

Go on a road trip they said….

Years ago we went to a parenting class.  I am not sure how we could focus with one child climbing the stairs like a monkey and another one screaming with colic as a new-born.  I did however hear the part about going camping.   The basic point was to go camping and take road trips. … Continue reading Go on a road trip they said…. →

Picture of Grief

Grief, if that is your name, you show no mercy.  Sleep is an evil thief that tricks me into quietness just long enough to see your face.  All too soon my body awakens to the stabbing pain and acute awareness that you're not here. My stomach throbs and aches but my mouth cannot taste and … Continue reading Picture of Grief →