Harry is usually the most emotionally vulnerable at night when we are lying down for bed. And he is a talker. He falls asleep talking actually, mid sentence sometimes. I was extra tired last night and just wanted him to go to sleep. He kept talking about memories and wondered why he didn’t remember things … Continue reading Harry
I have a confession to make. I’m still not okay. I have to make that confession to myself. You’re still not okay. And it’s okay. I have really been struggling with guilt and shame this summer. I have put this expectation on myself that it’s been 3 plus years since Jackson died, and I should … Continue reading I’m still not okay
Shortly after preschool let out for the summer, Harry asked me if he could do his “school papers” at home. I was a little surprised that he asked although he does have a lot of friends that homeschool. Chris looked at me and said “you should do it!”. So, we started researching homeschooling options. Both … Continue reading School
We went camping this weekend. It was somewhat spur of the moment, and I have to admit I was a little grumpy about it. Actually, a lot grumpy about it. I fussed about how much work it was to pack everything and how I would have so much work to unpack again all for one … Continue reading JOY
The month of February was really rough. I expected it to be hard, but it was filled with a lot of brain fog and a heavy exhaustion. There is no manual on grief. We are three years in to our loss, and I am still learning to balance life and grief. I suspect it will always be … Continue reading Easter
Life is bittersweet. I think I’ve said that a hundred times. It’s a perfect description of life for me and really, I’m ok with it. February was a long month. I have mixed feelings about it being over. Moving away from a time of deep grief is hard. Sometimes I feel like memories of Jackson … Continue reading Bittersweetness
We have gotten through some of the hardest days of each February: Jackson’s death anniversary and his birthday. Starting to feel the heavy weight of grief lifting some and ready to take on this week!