Tag: grief and healing


  • There are places that hold your life without asking questions.Maple Hill Cemetery has always been one of mine. I didn’t go there this week for nostalgia. I went because I didn’t want to go home. A Place That Watched Me Grow Up This cemetery has seen more versions of me than most people have. The…

  • A Holiday We Didn’t Recognize Easter 2019 didn’t look like Easter. No coloring eggs at the table.No baskets waiting in the morning.No ham, no routine, no familiar rhythm. Instead, we woke up and decided—almost impulsively—to leave. Not in a dramatic, “run away from everything” kind of way.Just…a quiet pivot. A what if we did something different…

  • Some songs are written in the heat of the moment.This one was written after the body was already cold. Before we get into it, here’s how this post works. These lyrics are read without context—no backstory, no personal history, no explanation of who or what inspired them. Just the song as it exists on the…

  • Playground Beginnings We met on our elementary school playground. I was sitting alone on a bench during recess—probably pretending not to care. Her best friend wasn’t at school that day, so she walked over and asked, “Wanna swing with me?” That was it. No dramatic music. No movie moment. Just two girls on the swings.…

  • “Before there was the drop, there was the curse.” 🏨 Room Service for the Soul There’s something about ghost stories set in hotels that always gets me. Maybe it’s the idea that grief checks in and refuses to leave, or maybe it’s because lobbies have that false sense of calm before the elevator dings and…