Exactly 12 weeks after I delivered my triplets, I received a phone call from HR. They were wondering when I was coming back to work. I remember my heart racing, the anxiety building, as I burst into tears. Just 12 weeks earlier, I delivered three children more than 17 weeks premature. In that …
grief
Sometimes it is hard to let go
My heart was racing, my hands shaking, as I carefully took the shadow box off the wall. One by one, I took down my children’s keepsakes, some of the only tangible items of my son and daughter who are no longer alive. Abby, Peyton, Parker. Those three shadowboxes have been a staple of our …
It’s OK to be sad during the holiday season
I found myself crying today in the school drop off line. And again, as I sat on the couch at home. Grief shows up at the most random times, and today it hit me: the holiday season is here. As you gather around the table to celebrate, please be kind to those whose hearts may be hurting. Maybe …