loss
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The Fragility of Human Connections
I have witnessed friendships and relationships that bloomed beautifully only to die a harsh and painful death. I saw roses grow from cracks in concretes and then plucked prematurely by those who were supposed to water them. I have watched flowers starve and wings clipped. I have seen Kings slandered and soldiers slain symbolically, their… Continue reading
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PAIL: Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month
If you log into my Instagram account and go to my for you page, you’ll see tons of pictures of pregnant mommies, infants, and babies. I didn’t mean to do this. I watched one video of a cute little baby, and now my search bar looks like I am trying to adopt somebody’s chiren. Even… Continue reading
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Covering My Head: On Grief
2020 was very challenging for me for reasons unrelated to the pandemic. As I reflect, it was difficult not only because of the tragedies themselves but also because of their proximity to one another. I remember when I got jumped on as a teen by a group of girls in Chicago. Another quickly followed each… Continue reading
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The Fragility of Life
“Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed.” – Lucille Clifton Last week, on Saturday, October 3, 2020, I buried my mother. On Tuesday, September 22nd, we learned she might not make it. That night, I spent the night in the basement on the couch watching Grey’s… Continue reading
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To Lose a Friend
From crayons To paper To dreams To memory. We tied our wanting into a bow And placed it on each other’s laps Where neither trial Nor thunderstorm Could wash away our fairy tale. Did not occur to us that neither plastic bags Nor happiness And not even the future was strong enough To hold us.… Continue reading
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A Lifetime
“Lifetime relationships are a bit more difficult to let go of. When a parent, child, or spouse is involved, the wounds are very deep. When the end of a lifetime relationship comes, you may feel that you would be better off dead. The pain seems to grow, the memories linger, a part of your life… Continue reading
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I’m Sorry
death it’s sting produces a humility powerful enough to find itself a home even inside the heart of the one who holds the cup of “I’m sorry’s” hoping their voice is sad enough to produce the kind of sympathy that peels back the brick that found itself a place inside the gut of the bereaved… Continue reading
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