I realize now that what people were really looking for as they watched my grief unfold was reassurance that they, too, could survive this terrible thing if it happened to them.
One Good Thing: Celebrating the Birthday of a Child Who Has Died
In hindsight, I was glad I’d gone so over the top. I couldn’t have known that her first birthday party would be the only one I’d ever get to throw her.
My Monster
My monster, you see, is the lingering doubt that if I had made a single decision differently at four in the morning on a Monday almost six years ago, my daughter Hudson might still be alive today.
With a Heart Wide Open
What I understand now is that accepting how little control I have means leaving my heart wide open at all times.