Connected Through Loss on Mother’s Day

It all started when my mom passed away. The months leading up to December 19, 2011 were some of the hardest of my life. It was the end to a slow deterioration dementia had cast my mom, and thus our life, into that brought everything crashing down around me. It took a herculean effort to…

On Grief and Loss

Grief has resurfaced in my life in the past week. Subtle, quiet, it sneaks in and┬ásidles up beside me, comfortable like a well-worn pair of shoes, though not nearly as loved. I was 22 years old when my mom died. Two years, eight months and two days have passed since then. I’ve had some time…