A Non-Political Look at Life

And how precious it is.                                                                 Photo by Jung Ho Park on Unsplash The thing about life (and this isn’t a political argument) is…

Wearing the Mask of Sanity

Life explained through the lense of madness The silence I live in since I found my child dead isn’t silent at all but is made up of voices from my childhood, talking incessantly and laughing as they clink their wine glasses together and scrape their forks across china plates. Noise I can’t explain is now…

Live Your Life or Plan Your Death

About depression and a pet cricket named Elvis When I was a kid, I had a pet cricket named Elvis. Mama said you can’t really have a cricket for a pet. The truth is, I never saw him once, but Elvis sang to me every night, so I reckon he decided to keep me instead…

Side Effects of Tremendous Loss

Grief sucks. I’m going to go over a little bit of what happens when you have to say goodbye forever to someone you love. First, a bit of context. Shock. I lost my kid. Well, I didn’t exactly lose him. Horror. I know where he is. I hardly ever go there. There’s something disturbing about…

Today the World Became a Lesser Place

But it didn’t happen without a fight. I didn’t know Brenda very well. I saw her only three times in my life, twice at church and once at her father’s funeral. But if you ask me how I can speak with authority on this, I have an easy answer. She was LOVED by so many…

The Day I Chose to Live

The day I chose to live was easily the worst day of my life. I guess it happens like that sometimes. Finding my son dead was a horrific experience that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Mr. Main (my husband) says that people don’t even like to hear or talk about losing a child,…