“Who am I?”
“You are beloved,” I say to him.
I suppose people consider romance to be the highest form of love. They
In This Timeline
A grief essay about guilt, alternate timelines, and what it means to love someone you couldn't save—and how that love outlasts the losing.
In defense of longing
Our very ache the hallowed hollowing of endless becoming
Before the Resurrection: Grief, Loss, and Hope Revisited
Ren's life and death will always be inextricably intertwined with injustice in my mind—abuse of a voiceless, minority child, lost and invisible in the fissures of a broken system that should have protected him
Christmas For Those Who Grieve
Christmas is not always a joyous time for everyone, particularly for those of us who are grieving.
I write this letter for you.
Advent, Fog, and Beauty in the Unknown
Personal essay on grief after child loss, unexpected pregnancy, and finding hope in fog-covered mornings. On motherhood, waiting, and resilience.
