Category: Grief

I wasn’t sure I wanted to write this post. It meant looking back at my scars and digging deep into a painful time of my life when my cradle was empty and my expectations regularly dashed. It’s normal, they said, to miscarry. It happens. A stillbirth, a tragedy, a...

We’d been in the vast jungle known as Walmart. It’s crazy in there sometimes. I don’t need to tell you this, do I? You’ve already had a Walmart scene flash in your mind with a single word. I’d taken all three kids that day. That’s one preteen and two...