Six months into this grief journey. One week shy of six months into this new job. And I finally had my first unscheduled time off due to my grief today. Honestly, I’m pretty proud of that. Yes, I’ve taken a planned mental health day here or there.
Sleeping poorly the past couple weeks has finally caught up to me. My energy tank was depleted to Empty. First, both girls were in bed with me all night. One of the girls…Continue
(Marcus and I were only married one week shy of four months when he was killed in a work accident. We’re only 32. We’d only been together for a little over 2 years. We spent 15 years apart before reconnecting (high school sweethearts). I’ll write a more in-depth post at some point about my story, but that’s the Cliff Notes version for reference on this post.)
So many people try to compare their hurts and trials to…Continue
One of the hardest things I struggle with is the constant battle between the child of God and the human self. Between good and bad. Between my heart and my soul. This battle takes many forms.
Sometimes, grieving me wanting to yell at God: “Why did You take him? What did I do? What did he do? Marcus put his life back together and now he’s dead…Continue
How has it already been six months?! Just yesterday we were standing together, shoulder to shoulder, us against the world, ready to conquer it as part of our life adventure. Yet at the same time, it feels like a lifetime since I last touched you.
I don't feel courageous today, my Prince. I'm lost without you. So alone in this chapter. Surrounded by love but unable to embrace it. Despite their efforts, our wonderful friends…