In thinking more about what helps after losing Lorenzo, I’ve landed on two things. Beforehand, I should say that there are the givens, and I value them more than ever. My husband: his love and our communication. My mom: her patience and … Continue reading
I’ve written to you about Lorenzo, our son who was only safe inside of me because there his lungs didn’t need to function on their own and his two-chambered heart could suffice. His little body received all the oxygen it … Continue reading
For the five years leading up to May 28, I have been trying hard to focus on “the moment” as a path to happiness. I have a book of Buddhist sayings that my mom gave me and copies have spread … Continue reading
So, here I am in the grief. Last time, I mentioned I was changed. It was one of the first resulting conditions I could formulate in my mind, let alone articulate in conversation or on the page. “I. Am. Changed.” I … Continue reading
I have a post drafted from May 28. It was a post to announce my pregnancy. I am no longer pregnant. It was a post to tell you that Ryan and I would be parents come September. We are now … Continue reading