I am a mom to two amazing boys. One is here on earth with me, and one is in heaven. I am an Early Childhood Educator and have been caring for other people’s children for over 35 years. I am fortunate to be doing something that I love, and it has been a career that has given so much back to me.
I have to be honest, I have never been one for writing, and actually I never enjoyed English classes in school. After Noah passed away, some days felt like I was going crazy. My mind was so full of thoughts, and my heart was in turmoil with emotions. I initially started writing posts on my Facebook, memorializing each month anniversary as it came and went. I realized that putting my thoughts to paper cleared some of the clutter and helped me to dissect everything. After I would finish a piece, it was like I could put that moment “on the shelf” and move on to the next one.
My goal with writing my blog is to hopefully have other grieving moms know that they aren’t alone. I am sure my feelings are not unique to myself, and perhaps my words will resonate with others.
When a child loses a parent, they are an orphan. When someone loses a spouse, they are a widow. However, when a parent loses a child, there is no name for them. In the natural order of life and death, a parent is not suppose to bury a child. It is an incomprehensible thought for any parent to understand.
If you have read this far, I hope that you choose to continue to read my blogs. I hope they touch you in a way that if you have lost a child then it helps with your grieving process, and if you know someone that has lost a child, then perhaps my blogs will help you to understand. xo
A Mom's Journey Through Grief and Life 