Grief is a wilderness — sometimes I think I can see where I am supposed to go, but most of the time I can’t quite make out where the path is or how this will all settle down to something I can hold in my hands and say — ‘There. There is my loss and I see it, I know it, and I carry it.’
I made it through this first year. And you will too. I promise you.
Read more about navigating these seasons when your child has died by checking out my article published on Still Standing Magazine.