Growth for a Ghost
There is a special kind of grief reserved for those of us who must stay close to someone we no longer get to hold. Not because we want to. Not because we can’t let go. But because life built a
Host It, Don't Ghost it!
There is a special kind of grief reserved for those of us who must stay close to someone we no longer get to hold. Not because we want to. Not because we can’t let go. But because life built a
(for the love we waited for… and the silence that followed) Hey,There’s no anger in this. Not even confusion anymore. Just a still, low burning ache…the one that hums beneath the ribs when it’s too quiet to ignore. I think
I am working on the About us page for something and this is what came to me. While the page isn’t finished, I had to share it. “Hey, I know you were probably expecting to come here and find the
We’ve all felt it. Going about the day, headphones in, dishes half-done, errands half-cared-about, and then that one song comes on. You know the one. The one that makes your heart feel like it’s being held while it’s still trying
Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you. When everything was breaking—CPTSD at full volume, divorce unraveling everything I thought I knew—my brothers and their wives showed up. Not in big, dramatic gestures. Just… quietly. Consistently. They
Finding Sanctuary in a New Groove Sometimes, life takes us down paths we never anticipated, revealing hidden strengths and unexpected truths. I recently found myself navigating a deeply emotional experience, a journey that challenged my understanding of love, loss, and
The True Cost of Altruism In the labyrinth of human experience, where the echoes of trauma reverberate through the chambers of our hearts, we often find ourselves navigating the treacherous terrain of altruism. We’re taught to be selfless, to prioritize
A Letter to Hops. Tomorrow marks the 14th anniversary of a profound loss in my life – the loss of our first child, whom we named Hops. (Hops is the nickname we chose to give the fetus when we discovered we
Miscarriage. It’s a word that carries immense weight, often associated with the profound grief and loss experienced by mothers. But what about the fathers? Where do we fit in this equation of sorrow? Sadly, as most men will already know,
Continue readingInvisible Wounds: The Emotional Impact of Miscarriage on Fathers
It’s strange how life can feel both comfortably familiar and terrifyingly unknown all at the same time. Like standing on a cliff’s edge, looking out at a vast, uncharted landscape, feeling the vulnerability of exposed emotions. This isn’t a trail