The days and weeks after Bill passed away are difficult for me to think about. It was the most unreal, out-of-reality time I have ever experienced. There was deep emotional pain, hurt, confusion, desperation, fear, uncertainty, disorientation, and sadness. Even the words “deep emotional pain” don’t come close to explaining what it actually felt like….
A mother-daughter trip to Disney World brought beautiful moments, painful memories, unexpected tears and a reminder that finding joy after loss doesn’t mean leaving love behind. Sometimes it means choosing to keep living and making new memories along the way.
Sometimes grief finds us in the most ordinary moments. For me, it was a drawer full of old dish towels and a baker’s rack that has followed me through 23 years of life. A reflection on unexpected grief triggers, treasured memories, faith, and finding gratitude even in sadness.
Our first mother-daughter trip to Disney World was joyful, tender, and harder than I expected. It became a quiet milestone in learning to travel, remember, and keep living after loss.
Grab a seat by the fire. Tonight, I’m just being real. Hello. I’m just going to write, into the void. I don’t know who’s reading this. Sometimes I think, no one is reading. With the way the world is right now, who reads? We are entertained by videos, reels, visuals, does anyone care about reading…
Are you dealing with decision fatigue or feeling completely stuck in life? Julie shares the raw reality of the “messy middle” and how to break the gridlock today.
When God Answered a Prayer This is our wedding story, and everything He did to make it happen There is a moment I keep returning to when I think about our wedding, and it isn’t the flowers, or the dress, or even the look on Bill’s face when I walked down the aisle. It’s the…
“On the Fly” Musings and a Xennial DIY mission… Hello! This blog post is written with absolutely no plan. I was reading my Bible this morning, had a few astounding revelations and I realized, I need to keep writing here, but sometimes…life. It’s so busy right??? Time may seem so slow for some, but for…
After trauma, people often say, ‘I wasn’t myself.’ The truth is, neurologically, they weren’t. It’s called “grief brain.” Hello friends! If this is your first time reading here, I would love to give you a warm welcome. If you have followed my journey before, thank you. I think often, how little time we have; the…
The Mirror: Finding My New Identity Hello friend! Recently, I was cleaning a home (I clean homes on the side for extra income). I was cleaning a beautiful cherry wood mirror. You may have seen them. It was oval shaped and on a stand that allowed it to swivel. I paused longer than I should…