Dear Mama | Thank You For Showing Us How to Fight
When we were little, my sisters and I used to sit in the back of the car and drive each other crazy. We’d fight and poke and ‘I Spy.’ We’d kick the back of the seats and ‘slug bug’ and…
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Grief Isn’t So Lonely Today | Year Three
If I had to sum up grief in one word, I think I’d choose lonely. The most aching loneliness you could imagine. It’s consuming. It’s dark. Some days it’s as cozy and familiar as your favorite fuzzy blanket that you…
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The Necessity of Holding All the Feelings | The Lesson in the Challenge
Three years ago, our mama was dying on Good Friday. The weeks leading up to the holiday, the same ones we’re living right now, were burdened by her pain, our fears, so much hurt, and the inescapable truth that this…
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