Welcome to the fifteenth day of the 2019 Love Blog Challenge! Today’s prompt is Heartache. Check out the announcement post for all the prompts and rules this month. You can still join the link-up for yesterday’s topic, Strength. Last week, for the first time in four years of hosting the Love Blog Challenge, I didn’t have a blog… [Read More]
How to Help a Grieving Friend
Welcome to the twelfth day of the 2018 Love Blog Challenge! Today’s prompt is Challenges. Check out the announcement post for all the prompts and rules this month. You can still join the link-up for yesterday’s topic, Tradition. It’s been 2 1/2 years since my mother died. I’m still grieving, and I don’t think I’ll ever stop. Time… [Read More]
Muddling Through Without My Mom
Thursday of last week marked two years since my mother died. Two years without my mom. It just doesn’t seem real. Part of me is still in denial, two years after my mother’s death. How could someone so vibrant and loving and precious not be alive? Coming to terms with grief isn’t about “moving on.”… [Read More]
Please Don’t Compare Your Grief to My Own
Welcome to the fifth day of #LoveBlog! Today’s prompt is Loss. Check out the announcement post for all the prompts and rules this month. It’s not too late to link up for yesterday’s prompt, The 5 Love Languages. My mom’s death is the worst event of my entire life. My grief is more painful and… [Read More]
Life Lessons from a Celebration of Life (Guest Post by Libbi)
Today should be my mother’s 62nd birthday and my parent’s 32nd wedding anniversary. Instead, it’s just another painful reminder that my mother died more than a year ago. I spent most of last December in a deep state of depression. I’ve never used the words “depression” or “depressed” very lightly. I try to take mental… [Read More]
A Year Without My Mother
I’m writing this late at night, or early in the morning, depending on your perspective. A year ago today, I couldn’t sleep either. It’s like I knew what would happen. The phone rang, the sound muffled from my dad’s room across the hall. I could hear him answer it, but not hear his words. Still,… [Read More]