10 Years Later: The stone still ripples
I’ve often wondered what 10 years after my daughter’s death would look like for me. Amazingly, it looks like love.
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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