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When the seasons shift, grief stirs quietly within us. This gentle reflection honors love, change, and the beauty that remains.#

Grief isn’t always visible. Explore the silent scars of traumatic loss and how to honor, acknowledge, and gently heal them. 💙

Kindness and love don’t fade when shared—they grow brighter. Even a flickering flame can light another. 🕯️ Discover the meaning behind the

If your soul were a canvas, what colors would life paint? Explore healing, identity & emotion through poetry and color.

Writing gave me a voice when grief silenced everything else. Here’s how writing became a path to healing, one word at a time.

When grief overwhelms, grounding brings us back to the present—one breath, one step, one gentle moment at a time.

Big feelings need gentle tools. Simple breathing techniques can help kids feel calm, safe, and in control—one breath at a time.

Grief anniversaries hurt in ways time can’t soften. Today, I remember my son and all that still lives in love.

Walked for my son. Walked for justice. Honoring Missing & Murdered Indigenous Men and Boys. We remember. We rise.

Honoring my son Alan at MOVA’s 25 Cars for 25 Years remembrance parade. We remember. We speak their names.

There are moments after a profound loss when language itself seems to fail. In the months after my son's death, there were long stretches...

I am filled with a deep sense of gratitude and humility as I share that Vilomah is starting to receive reviews. Each word, each...

Grief is heavy. There are days when the pain is so raw, it feels impossible to explain, even to yourself. Talking might not come easily....

Grief is a storm that can consume everything in its path. When that grief comes from a tragic loss—especially a violent or unexpected...

Me & Alan March is a month of many emotions for me. It holds both a beginning and a continuation—one that I never expected to walk. This...