Wednesday, May 8, 2013


This past Sunday was International Bereaved Mothers Day. It got me thinking about the timeline of grief and how long it lasts.

I am a list checker. I write things down, then cross them off. It helps me to remember what I need to focus on and gives me a sense of accomplishment when I complete the task.

The tricky thing with grieving is that it isn’t something you can just “do” then cross off the list. There is this unspoken (and often times spoken) idea that you will be better after a few months or a year. That could not be further from the truth.

There is no timeline, no date when it ends and no gold star on the calendar. It’s a forever process. I will never fully move on from the death of my sweet boy, or ever get over it, or ever forget. I will always be a bereaved mother. 

There are good days, ok days and then days where that nasty grief reaches up and bitch slaps me right in the face. It is tough work, this grief business, but I keep on working through it. One day at a time, one minute at a time and sometimes one second at a time. 

1 comment:

  1. I don't quite know what to write, but I can't leave your blog without saying something. Thank you for sharing your raw, powerful, beautiful grief and love for your son. I cried reading about your beautiful little boy and my heart breaks for you. You are walking a path no one should have to, and I wish you moments of light and love along the way (I came across your blog in my facebook newsfeed through a mutual friend)