WRITTEN BY: Colleen George As you wake up, for just one split second, your mind jumbles your dreams with reality, leaving you unable to distinguish between what is “real” and what occurred only in dreamland. For just a moment, you’re back in an alternate universe, a universe in which your loved one was still alive.... Continue Reading →
Written By Guest Blogger: Colleen George I miss you in January and in February. I miss you in April, May, and June. I miss you in September. But right now, above all, I miss you in December. We used to run down the stairs on Christmas morning to drink hot tea with milk, and to... Continue Reading →
Written By: Colleen George I miss you. It’s as simple and as raw as that. I miss the way you loved me. I miss the way your smile made me feel safe and at home. I miss the way you cared for me and about me, and that I knew you would always protect me.... Continue Reading →
1. Start a new tradition. This year marks the second Christmas without my mom. I made a promise to myself that each year I will buy a new ornament in memory of her. It will be like I never spend a Christmas without her. 2. Don’t avoid or cancel the holiday. Although it is so... Continue Reading →
A Letter To The Motherless On Chirtsmas
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My mom was 48 when she lost her short ten month battle with stage four non-small cell Lung Cancer. I was just 24 at the time. Never in a million years did I think I would lose her so young but life is crazy and nothing is ever promised. My mom was awesome. She was... Continue Reading →
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Written By Guest Blogger: Jaimee Tackney I often worry I’ve forgotten everything about her. The way her voice sounds or the smell of her perfume. Losing a mother at only nine years old leaves a child with very little to hold onto. Many memories I have of her are ones spent in hospitals or doctor’s offices.... Continue Reading →
Written By Guest Blogger- Amber Marie Hoonhorst I think of her as soon as I wake up, those groggy daze before my first sip of coffee. It is her ghost inside me, feeding her addictions from beyond the grave. The way I do my hair and make-up mimics my earliest memories of her. There was... Continue Reading →
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