(Note: #OurBorrowedAngels is a series I will continue on my blog. If you have experienced the loss of a child, whether through miscarriage, stillbirth, infancy, or an older child, I would love to share your story. Contact me if you are interested and be sure to check out out this giveaway honoring…
My heart is hurting as I imagine the horrific events that took the life of two-year-old, Lane Graves. And I shake inside when I read the cruel comments from outsiders placing blame on the parents. The toddler and alligator incident in Orlando is just one of many heartbreaking scenarios where strangers…
I’m starting something new on my blog! I get to share Ty and my experiences with grief and healing often. It’s therapeutic and I’m touched that people take time to read my words. I also hope it helps someone else who can relate. But now it’s your turn! I want…
Borrowed Angel hits two years of publication this month! That’s still pretty young in the book world and I am working hard to help Borrowed Angel become a known resource for parents who have lost a child. When my son died from SIDS six years ago, there were so many…
So much TRUTH to this. Borrowed Angel essentially wrote itself through tearful blog posts during the first two years after Ty passed away. I was never someone who could pick up the phone and call a family member or a friend while feeling trapped inside my loss. It was like…
I love my iPhone except for one thing: it does not hold its charge for long. As a result, because I refuse to buy the new and improved version, I have to plug it into the wall throughout the day. This dependence makes me mindful of its battery life. Rarely do I let…
On October 20th, my son would be turning six years-old. This year, I would have joined the throng of new Kindergarten moms saying farewell to their child, who would be wearing an over-sized backpack and perhaps a nervous smile on his face. Maybe he would need me to hold his…
Have you ever wanted to take one of your emotions and give it a swift, hard kick in the rear? Perhaps send it flying out the window as far away as possible so you don’t need to deal with it? When it comes to some of the tougher emotions, like…
Something you probably didn’t know about my book, Borrowed Angel: I considered titling it “Like a Willow” because of the symbolic nature of this gorgeous willow tree that was planted on our behalf. This willow didn’t always look like this. In fact, it once was so scrawny with wispy branches…
When my son first died, there was no need to seek out moments to grieve. Grief, in all its shapes and forms, would slam into me often enough on its own–a punch to the gut first thing in the morning; one glance at the quiet back seat of my car,…
