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I’m finding this grief to be hard work. I’ve ignored and stuffed so many other emotions and traumas in my life, that I decided I was going to actually work through this one. It’s been tough, scary, and enlightening. I’ve learned more about myself and enriched my love and thankfulness for my brother, and whatContinue reading “Work”


The more I actually engage with it, the more I am convinced that grief is the hardest part of love.


Two months today. We didn’t have a daily communication for most of our adulthood, only a weekly text and random calls or sending pictures of something that reminded us of each other or childhood. So, I rationalized that his passing wouldn’t impact my day to day, but I was wrong. It has impacted me tremendously.