What I learned on my drive to Portland

Yesterday, I had two {subtle, but monumental} aha moments.  Moments that I’ve been waiting for along my journey, but wasn’t exactly conscious of or knew they were going to happen. On my drive to Portland, I decided to skip the radio and listen to my small writing group’s discussion on Voxer - our Hope*Circle is … Continue reading What I learned on my drive to Portland

guilt

It’s overwhelming some days. Unbearable, actually. Some days I have this indescribable guilt for being happy. When a loved one dies, they don’t hand you a “Grieving for Dummies” book and wish you luck. There are no set rules or even guidelines on how to grieve, how long you should grieve, or what grieving looks … Continue reading guilt