My son would have turned 20 yesterday. Moving out of his teens, something to celebrate. But he will be forever 19. I made it through the day ok. I think with all the crying I have done in the last two weeks, was a preparation for when his birthday would arrive. Today, I finally started … More SEEDS
I have been down in the deep. Weighted in the murky gray and ignoring the calls to free myself of the seagrass that have tangled about my feet. Processing. Processing. Processing. Being kind to myself has never been an easy place to live in. It is easier to be alone. Saw a friend today, it … More DEEP
It has almost been 3 months since my son’s passing. Still processing. I find myself analyzing myself a lot. Wondering if I am doing it correctly. As in, am I sad enough? I should be more sad, I should be curled up on the couch or in my bed. Not eating. Not wanting to participate … More Dance
INTO THIS DEEP 