I found an old camera last week that had pictures of Covey on it, ones that I hadn’t seen in a few years. It’s always so exciting, like finding a hidden treasure! But it tends to carry a bittersweet feeling, knowing that all I have left of him are pictures and videos. We had… Continue reading Being Present
I have been pondering about sharing the story of my miracle of rainbows for some time now. There were many people who witnessed it over the course of this last year, although not in its entirety, but I also wonder if there are others who would benefit from hearing it. This has been a humbling… Continue reading My Miracle of Rainbows
Well today is the day. A big holiday celebrated by millions of Americans-The Fourth of July. It also happens to be the one year mark, the anniversary of my oldest son’s death. I’ve been dreading this day for weeks and ultimately all of last year. Somehow I think that once I reached this point I… Continue reading Learning from Great Loss
I pretty much hate being a bereaved mother with every curse word out there and every fiber of my being. It sucks. It is hard and awful and I am so tired of crying all. the. time. And just when I think I’m starting to function like a human being again, grief comes in and… Continue reading My Son’s Messages From Beyond the Grave
Would you believe me if I told you I found a verified way to bring happiness into your life? A recipe that works every time? It’s nothing new. I’m sure you’ve heard of it before. But it’s something that has saved me in a lot of ways over the course of the last eleven months.… Continue reading A Secret to Finding Happiness
This last Saturday marked eight months since our oldest son Covey drowned in the lake near our house. Eight long and yet oddly fast months. Eight months of living in an alternate reality that I somehow got thrown into against my will. Some days I feel almost “normal”now, but for me that still means sporadically… Continue reading Writing My Story
MyLifeAsDiane 