thoughts from a caregiver

Nightstands are the unspoken heroes.

Nightstands are the unspoken heroes.

I was all up in my feelings when I arrived at my bedroom door. A flashback of me asleep on the couch stopped me in my tracks. I was at...

Nightstands are the unspoken heroes.

I was all up in my feelings when I arrived at my bedroom door. A flashback of me asleep on the couch stopped me in my tracks. I was at...

Ben is turning 8 and I'm supposed to be happy. I'm not.

Ben is turning 8 and I'm supposed to be happy. ...

Ben turns 8 years old in five days. As I begin to think about it I can feel my mind start to be overwhelmed and get stuck. I keep feeling...

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Ben is turning 8 and I'm supposed to be happy. ...

Ben turns 8 years old in five days. As I begin to think about it I can feel my mind start to be overwhelmed and get stuck. I keep feeling...

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If my grief could speak

If my grief could speak

“WTF!” my grief screamed. Holding on for dear life to a stop sign pole, an uncontrollable storm attempted to tear them from their safety and into the turbulent unknown. “I can’t let go....

If my grief could speak

“WTF!” my grief screamed. Holding on for dear life to a stop sign pole, an uncontrollable storm attempted to tear them from their safety and into the turbulent unknown. “I can’t let go....

"Why do you take those?"

"Why do you take those?"

“Why do you take those?” my 9 year old asked as I finished my morning glass of water, with a side of antidepressants.

"Why do you take those?"

“Why do you take those?” my 9 year old asked as I finished my morning glass of water, with a side of antidepressants.

In an instant

In an instant

In an instant everything changed.   I went from single mom life with four cutie boys, to a medical mom and caregiver on top of it all.

In an instant

In an instant everything changed.   I went from single mom life with four cutie boys, to a medical mom and caregiver on top of it all.

Is surrender resignation?

Is surrender resignation?

My tense body melted into the bed beneath me. My screams turned into moans. The wails into whimpers. On one hand it felt like peaceful surrender and on the other...

Is surrender resignation?

My tense body melted into the bed beneath me. My screams turned into moans. The wails into whimpers. On one hand it felt like peaceful surrender and on the other...