My heart is shattered my body aches, everything is in shades of gray. The sun doesn’t seem to warm my skin like it once did. The wind doesn’t whisper to me like it once did, the birds don’t seem to sing, but are loud and obnoxious. I go from feeling nothing to suddenly feeling such… Continue reading Broken Heart

I lay in bed with my pillow soaked from my tears. They burn my cheeks and try to drown me. My body shakes so hard as the sorrow escapes me with each breath. For 5 years I have been by your side and tonight is my first night away from you. It breaks my heart… Continue reading Wake Me

Grief is something we all deal with in life. It may be the lost of a loved one, a break up, or losing a pet, but it is all grief. I thought I knew so much about all this. I thought I was coping so well and knew everything that was about to happen on… Continue reading Anticipatory Grief

Looking in the mirror I see so much. I see the scars that cut deep within. I see wrinkles of time. I see happiness within, I see me. I never used to see me though, I saw only a shell of the person I was. I saw every single flaw inside and out. I thought… Continue reading Positively Broken

The sun rises and shows its beauty to the world. The colors flood the dark sky screaming for the world to look at all the beauty. How could you not notice the beautiful colors or orange, red, pink, and yellow… it was like a painting hung perfectly on the wall. Today I related more to… Continue reading Because I am Broken.

Pulling up to get my children from school and my whole life just blew up, right in front of me. I don’t belong…. I don’t belong anywhere. I don’t fit in with the typical mom groups, I don’t fit in at church, I don’t fit in at the park, I don’t fit in much of… Continue reading When You Don’t Belong

Your eyes are growing dimmer, your body is fading away. You fight to hold your head up you fight to smile at me. Your seizures intensify, your smile fades away. You look at me with pain in your eyes and exhaustion washes over your body. I know you’re tired baby, but keep holding on. Mama… Continue reading Tiny Fighter

Sometimes life is just so hard. You feel like you feel like you are stuck on an escalator. You see what you want at the top, and where you are climbing from on the bottom. You know that you don’t want to go back to the bottom, but you can’t seem to ever reach the… Continue reading Sometimes Life is Hard

Your tiny body is filled with pain, pain that can’t be expressed. Your little body is tossing and turning, tears streaming down your face. You look at me with your big brown eyes, begging me to fix you. I look back with my tear filled green eyes, wanting to trade you places. I hold your… Continue reading Love….