An Introduction

My mother’s funeral was one month ago, and in an attempt to ‘process my grief’ I need to write.

Yes…I could just keep a journal and never share a single thought with anybody except my closest friends and my dog, but putting it out there for others to read gives me some accountability for doing the hard, hard work of mourning. Writing also gave my family the most beautiful, genuine connections to people as we maintained Caringbridge and Facebook accounts during our family’s journey through the loss of our sweet mama.

I am a random thinker, and it clears my mind when I can just get words onto a page. During Mom’s illness, my sister and I took turns staying up overnights to watch over her. On my awake nights, I usually sat and wrote Caringbridge posts to clear my brain from the day. Switching gears to this blog, please know these will not be highly polished posts, but they will be from my heart. I’m not trying to make anything pretty or sanitized. While there have been beautiful moments in all of this, there have been many agonizing ones as well. Things feel pretty raw and unsettled right now. We are all traumatized by our loss and trying to figure out what our tomorrows will be without her.

Please share your thoughts and comments with me. We have been deeply affected by the kindness so many have shown through this ordeal. When we were at rock bottom as a family, we had so many angels on earth lifting us in prayer and carrying us through the days. The love we have seen has been so deep and remarkable. We will carry it with us forever.