Song of the Sparrows
While the signs of the coming spring should make me happy, the birds’ woodland orchestra is a melancholy score to my April dread.
In 2013 my life inexplicably changed when my teenage daughter died in her sleep. My loss created a catastrophic tidal wave through my life, my marriage and everything that I thought I knew about myself. I was caught in the brambles of incomprehensible grief, unable to navigate the complex feelings that suffocated me. Writing and self-reflection allowed me to untangle my messy grief, discover the origin of sorrow that began in my family 80 years prior, and liberate the person I was meant to become. My mission is to help others navigate messy grief through the process of writing and self-reflection.
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