Tagged: Grief

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My Story: The Unexciting Life of a Completely Normal Person

Everyone has a story. Some stories are inspirational, others are plagued with sadness. Some are happy and unicorn filled with blessings of good fortune, and others are full struggle and overcoming adversity. My story is somewhere between all of these and none of them. My story is completely unexciting, similar to hundreds of others, and yet uniquely mine. Growing up on a small, gravel road in the middle of Hickville, Iowa gave me a lot of time to experience youth, family, and farmlands. I distinctly remember wanting to get the heck out of dodge at an early age, proclaiming to...

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Spotlight Series:: A Mother’s Loss Leads To Honoring Her Angel {And Others}

This week, our spotlight shines on Crystal Silveous , from the blog Living Through Our Loss. Crystal truly touched my soul when I ran across her blog, and after only a few minutes on her site, I know she will touch yours as well. Started in 2015 after unfathomable loss, Crystal’s blog is dedicated to her Angel Averie. She feels empowered to help others who find themselves in similar situations and offers grief support, as well as a loving connection between other families that share such a tremendous loss. One of the many selfless acts she has done is offering a...

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Dear Sunday Morning…

Once a year, I wake up as a mid-30’s, mom of three who is well rested and surrounded by absolute silence. I am covered by the sheets of a king-sized bed that I have all to myself, I can roll over and flip through non-cartooned channels for as long as I want, someone else makes me breakfast… And cleans up after me. Once a year, I take a “mental business trip” to restore my sanity, stock up on alone time, and pee in private. This tradition started off on a horribly sad and tragic note, as I began setting aside this ME DAY...

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When Christmas isn’t Christmas Anymore… Responding to Grief and Loss

I remember the first Christmas without my mom. I was 30 years old, a mother of one with another on the way, and the solo girl amongst a sea of men in my core family. I remember wanting to skip the holidays that year; Wanting to wish them away, wanting them to cease to exist. Then, December 1st came and everything changed. A lifetime of Christmas overload was pushed to the forefront, as I painstakingly remembered the pure glee my mom exhibited each year as she strung the tinsel. She would ooh and aaah over each ornament, despite the fact...

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Perspective on “The Worst Day Ever”

This morning I was frantically running around trying to get everyone ready to head to their places, battling a cold myself, and questioning how on earth I would have the energy to attend my first ECFE class of the session. Eh. I just wasn’t feeling it. In fact, I was feeling nothing but frustration for my first born with all of his quirks, nothing but annoyance for my second born who is as stubborn as her momma, nothing but HOLY TERRIBLE TWOS for my youngest, and nothing but anger for my traveling husband who was at work in NYC while...

Five Minute Friday :: LIFT 2

Five Minute Friday :: LIFT

I was once rock bottom. My heart was filled with despair and I couldn’t fathom getting out of bed. I didn’t know how to move forward, or if I even could. Everything I had known and believed in was taken from me. In an instant. My mom was gone. And then, I was LIFTED by the power of prayer, the love of friends, the strength of family, and the overwhelming presence of my mom’s spirit who lived on in each of us. On February 2, 2011, I received a call while teaching at my elementary school. My mom was non-responsive...

Five Minute Friday :: HAPPY!! 2

Five Minute Friday :: HAPPY!!

I have teamed up with a wonderful team of bloggers who participate in “Five Minute Friday.” Here’s the skinny: Every Friday for nearly four years hundreds of people joined a kind of writing flash mob. We write for five minutes flat. All on the same prompt that is posted by the the team starting at 10pm EST on Thursday night and all through Friday. And we connect on Twitter with the hashtag #FMFParty (It stands for Five Minute Friday Party). No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Unscripted. Unedited. Real. The prompt for this week: HAPPY  – – – –...

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Today was the first day I didn’t crave a newborn

Every single day of the last 9 years, I have longed for a newborn. A precious, squishy, sweet smelling, gurgling little bundle of joy and innocence and heaven on earth. My principal knows me as the teacher who sees babies and moans, “MY UTERUS ACHES FOR ANOTHER!!!” The first time he heard me utter these words in the staff lounge undoubtedly made him blush… Now if he is standing nearby at a baby sighting, he actually says it FOR me! After some struggle, my husband and I finally met our perfect baby boy 7 years ago. He brought his momma...

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WHO AM I and WHY AM I HERE?

I am many things…. A woman, a teacher, a mom, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a wife, a friend, and in recent years I’ve been trying another title – a blogger. The things that I put on my blog could easily be written in a journal.  Why, then, would I air my dirty laundry as opposed to tucking it away in a locked notebook in a shut drawer?  Perhaps it is because I am narcissistic enough to think someone else may care?  Perhaps it is because I have family and friends living a distance away and they have indulged me to say...

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Grief is…

Grief is a roller coaster. It twists and turns through your body, leaving you exhausted and curious, wondering what you will feel next. It is unpredictable, for you never know when you will experience the slow incline up, full of anticipation of what lies ahead in life. Likewise, you never know when you might creak your way onto a bend for which you are sure you will not survive the ride. Sometimes, it feels like a pit in your stomach. You can’t accurately predict what message this “pit” is trying to send your way. It starts like an “I might...

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