The Good Change

Three years after Jacob's death, I received answers I never expected. This isn't a letter about grief. It's a letter about surviving control, violence, betrayal, and finally recognizing the freedom that came afterward.

"As always, no matter what, my dogs remain at my side. And I don't think I will ever stop grieving the wonderful person that my mom was."

Touching the Untouchables

Some grief stories are easier to hear than others. We readily accept fond memories of those we've lost, but what happens when grief comes wrapped in anger, irritation, and unfinished conversations?

Sorting Through the Wreckage

After a difficult weekend at a family graduation, I found myself reflecting on loss, isolation, disability, and the life I thought I'd be living. Sometimes being left to your own devices isn't loneliness—it's freedom.

Otherwise I’m Fine

“How are you doing?” seems like such a simple question until life becomes complicated enough that there’s no simple answer anymore. A reflection on survival mode, grief, friendships, executive function, and learning to walk a very different road than the one imagined years ago.