Loss is a funny thing. When someone dies, they disappear. Yet, at the same time, the relationships we developed during the person's lifetime continue to exist, almost like fossils that outlive the flesh. What gets a lot of us into trouble, however, is the way in which...
As I was driving home tonight after enjoying dinner with two of my best friends, I had this overwhelming craving for a milkshake. This happens frequently because, honestly, I haven't met a form of ice cream I don't love. But, what doesn't happen as often is the...
"I'm proud of you." Those words have been playing in my head on repeat since Tuesday night. It's such a simple statement, yet it conveys so much. It's a sentiment that I never dreamed anyone would say to me, especially during this season of my life when I am barely...
In the United Methodist Church, the first Sunday in November is All Saints Sunday. It's a day for the church to honor and remember those who have passed before us. More specifically, each church honors those who have died in the past year during the worship service,...
Last Friday, I spent a fair amount of my afternoon at the cemetery where Emily's body rests. I don't know why, but I find it very therapeutic to just be there with her. In fact, there are many days where I wish I could just lie there on the grass next to her forever....
I knew October would be a difficult month before it even started. However, I don't think I could have ever conceived the way I would unravel as we traveled through time over these past three weeks. The sad part is, I know why it's happening: it's because my brain is...
September 30. It's here. It's a day that will always hold a special place in my heart because it's the day Emily made me the happiest woman alive. It's one of those special days that makes it even harder to normal to accept the fact that she's gone. Because, on this...
"Things go well for a time. Then comes a crisis when we seem trapped. Everything we've dreamed of, worked for, even prayed for, falls apart. How are we to keep going?" I've looked at these four lines several times over the past week. It's one of the most relatable...
Warning: This post contains spoilers for "Barbie" and discussions of suicidal ideation. Please do not continue reading if either of these topics will upset you. I realize I'm very late to the party, but I finally saw Barbie this past Saturday with a friend. I heard...