My living son is two years old. It’s a little difficult to know how much he understands about death. Though he’s never met him, he’s talked to Lincoln’s picture since he was a tiny baby. Losing Liam was a bit different, but I’m not sure exactly what he’s thinking. I’m always trying to figure out… Continue reading Dear Big Brother
2016 seems to have been difficult for a lot of people. It has sure been a hard one for me. I ended 2015 in the worst way possible: I lost my son. I also ended 2015 in the very best way possible: I got to meet my son, and hold him in my arms. In… Continue reading The New Year
Those of you who follow me (whether it’s here on Missing Link, on my Instagram account, or on my Facebook pages), have probably noticed: I’ve got a case of Writer’s Block. I have found an incredible amount of support and “healing” through these platforms. This blog is an outlet. Instagram and Facebook have given me… Continue reading Writer’s Block
Clichés. Inspirational Quotes. Ancient Proverbs. Words of Wisdom. When life gets hard, those around us are quick to use these little sayings to comfort us. But what are we to do when these words just do not hold true? It can be frustrating, hearing again and again that, one day, I’ll be over it. One… Continue reading This Too Shall [Not] Pass
I started to type out an email. It had been a long time since we talked and so much has happened. I am so different now: “What you need to know about me is, I talk about Lincoln a lot. My son died and it has shaped me. My life revolves around death; and until… Continue reading The Disclaimer
*introduction: As you struggle through your own grief journey, I understand that the subject of God can be a touchy one. That being said, this subject has been a very large, and painful part of my journey. Therefore, it is important for me to share it honestly. If you don’t relate to this part of… Continue reading God’s Perfect Timing
From the moment that I announced my pregnancy, everyone had an opinion. Boy or girl. What I was eating. Was I drinking coffee. Which doctor did I choose. Would we circumcise. Would I choose natural childbirth. New life is exciting. People who didn’t even know me, talked to me about my baby. Sometimes it was… Continue reading The Disappearing Act
You do have to start somewhere, right? I have been considering writing a blog for some time now, but I haven’t known where to start. Too much has happened. There’s too much to say…too much to feel. So I’ll have to begin by telling you that my newborn son died. I start here because this… Continue reading This is Where I’ll Start
Missing Link & Liam 