Monday morning, we woke up (earlier than I wanted to be awake) to hear the news, Santa Rosa was burning. The night before I remember telling myself to watch a certain YouTube video the next day I wanted to see but kept forgetting, the next morning though YouTube never entered my mind as we tried to decide if we should pack up and leave before a mandatory evacuation was given.
Two years ago today we went to the hospital and didn’t hear the heartbeat we so badly wanted to hear, a moment that no amount of joy can erase. Since that day I have done a lot of healing, but some pain will never have a full recovery and we must learn to live with the injury. Continue reading
Thanksgiving day a year ago was supposed to bring a new life into our family, my daughters life. Thanksgiving Day 2015 was her due date, a day that for many years to come we would give thanks for her life and now it’s a painful reminder of what we have lost. Continue reading
My life already sucks, it can’t get any worse. About a year ago I was proven wrong, -the loss of our daughter is a wound that is slowly healing but will leave a deep scar. Continue reading