I’ve been thinking a lot about Judah’s first (and only) Thanksgiving. He had gotten what we thought was some kind of cold which was incredibly dangerous for a baby with his underdeveloped lungs. I was scared…
Yesterday morning, I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling and not wanting to get up. Once I did an endless to do list waited for me. Dishes, laundry, marketing, networking, product development, taking care of the baby, vacuuming and…
I started the Capture Your Grief challenge on Instagram this year as my way of trying to share what it’s like to grieve losing a child. What I didn’t realize was how much it would make…
As time goes by and Judah has been gone for a longer and longer amount of time, I find that he is brought up less and less. Maybe the whole “out of sight, out of mind” thing applies…