I long to be a burden bearer for my friends and family because I know what it is to carry a burden. So I ask the hard questions.

The longer since his leaving, the more I feel I need to have it together in public. My tears are inexplicable to those who've forgotten,

There is no "right way" or "wrong way" to handle holidays after losing a child. For many, there is only survival.

Change is hard on everyone. But it's harder if you don't have important conversations.

It's normal that Dominic is less and less a part of his friends lives over time. But it still hurts...

Since Dominic ran ahead to Heaven, I find I need even more alone time than before. But I take care that solitude doesn’t become isolation.

In the aftermath of child loss, healthy boundaries are no longer optional, they are necessary for survival.  

I am learning to take anxious thoughts captive, learning to make them live in only a corner of my mind instead of taking it over completely.

Shame tells us we are unworthy of love and belonging and that is simply a lie.