Posted in Advanced Motherhood


Without going into so many details about place, I want to share something heavy.  A few days ago, someone said that the notion of grieving solely about our lost loved one misses the point that we experienced death. A death of what our lives were and what we had imagined them to be.  In grief, we often focus on the missed person and not the death that occurs in ourselves. Within days of writing this, I lost my closest uncle too. Three weeks prior, we lost the youngest uncle in our family. 2018 has had a rough start for my family.  Read more by clicking the link below

via Hiraeth


Like any other human, I have fears, plans, joys. I engage in bad self-talk and I am at a crossroads as I get older because we get to watch our loved ones die more often now. We have mental illness in our family and I am still trying to understand it and strive to encourage success in my loved ones and crush the stigma. I am a culinary artist, group fitness instructor. I love nature and I enjoy writing about my heart on my sleeve.

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