When my late husband died, my primary concern was my son. Would he be ok? Would tragedy change him? Who would be there for him when I couldn’t? And eight years later, my son is still my primary concern. And ...
My late husband died almost 8 years ago. And in those eight years, whenever there’s something going on, I find myself stopping to talk to him. Oftentimes I will say Jared, we need to chat. And I truly believe ...
2022 marks the 8th year that Jared will not know. Yet, I do my best to ensure each new year knows him. When we celebrated New Years Eve on December 31, 2013 I had no idea it would be ...
This year will mark eight Christmases that we have spent without Jared. Eight years that we have hung his memory on the tree. Eight years that we have filled his stocking with love instead of presents. Eight years. It ...
This Friday night will be my son’s senior night for football. A night for which he has worked so hard. A night he has earned. A night that will be bitter sweet. My late husband was my son‘s first ...
There is so much going on in our lives right now. So much is happening. So much is changing. We are planning for my son’s future. And it hurts my heart that my late husband is missing it. Is not ...
This past weekend my niece was married. And her wedding reminded me that even the best days can have sad moments. That grief is forever. And that we can love the past, present, and future. My niece got married ...
Last night my new husband and I watched a show where the people returned 5 years after they were presumed dead. And it made me wonder what would happen if Jared came back now. 7 years later. What would ...
As the years since Jared‘s death grow longer, I am worried I will forget. I am worried I will forget the special things about him. The blue of his eyes. The sound of his laughter. The touch of his ...