What It Was

I try to wear this new lipstick, hoping it will bring me back to myself. Maybe vanity will be its own distraction. You are still you, I…

How to Survive This Very Worst Thing — A Love Letter to You

Dear H

Your last day on Earth, we spent together as a family of four. You and your brother had a mild tummy bug, so we turned on Christmas movies. I sat…

There Are No Monsters, I Told You

There are no monsters, I promised, but it didn’t keep you from running into our bed every night. I…

A Parallel Universe

To my little Henry sunshine,

Henry’s Joy

I dip my toe in the grief and slowly, slowly, start to swim through the familiar pain. It is exquisite, with sharp edges, piercing in new…

To The ER Staff Who Tried to Save Henry

When we rushed through the ER doors, behind the paramedics and our toddler, around…

Let November Go

My sweet H, what November has taken from us, I cannot forgive. November is a knife to the heart with all of it’s golden red…

You Need to Know that You Will Be Okay

You will make it. Even at times when everything is wrong, when you are bewildered to find…

Same Coin

On November 9, we were laying on baby blue bedding in baby blue pajamas, blowing kisses to your dad and brother, away on their camping trip…