May 31, 2018

How can this be? 

1,000 days have passed by. 

1,000 days without my baby. 

Some days are easier than others. 

Less invasive thoughts and memories.

Other days, I am hanging by a thread.

A thread that dangles dangerously.

Day 1,000 seems to be foggy. 

Unrealistic and coarse. 


May 29, 2018

•Shattering The Lies• 

Painted glass to be written on & shattered. Only to be glued together again to make something beautiful. 

Here is an outlook of what we did at our event. 

We are told many, many lies daily by ourselves and by others. 

Grief is a shattering process. I...

May 28, 2018

996 Days have come and gone since I’ve last held my sweet boy. That many days that I’ve longed for his presence and laughter. I’ve missed his smile and the words he started to say.

This Thursday will be 1,000 Days. That I’ve last held my son. How can it be that long?...

May 13, 2018

To the mother that has to experience this Mother’s Day without one of her children.  

I’m so sorry. 

I know that you’d do anything to bring your child back to you. 

I know because I would too. 

I would do anything to bring my son, Bo, back to me. 

This is my third Mother’s...

May 9, 2018

As I sit here this morning 

and sip my coffee,

I am reminded of how

bittersweet some days can be.

We come across people 

in our lives, sometimes every day.

And when tragedy hits,

those people tend to say

the wrong thing. 

Maybe they’re

trying to do good 

and they truly mean...

May 6, 2018

Today is a source of pain. 

To be completely honest 

I’ve been burying it in 

the back of my mind. 

Similar to what I’ve done

With my feelings. 

This face is someone 

that I miss so desperately.

He is one that 

This imperfect world 

never got the chance to see. 

To his fulle...

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