Now What?
Grief isn’t a checklist. It isn’t a timeline, and it’s certainly not something anyone else gets to dictate. Losing a […]
Grief isn’t a checklist. It isn’t a timeline, and it’s certainly not something anyone else gets to dictate. Losing a […]
I woke up today in unbearable agony, the kind that feels like it’s clawing through every inch of my body.
As I waited outside the hospital, clutching Kingston’s stuffed octopus, I felt the absurdity of being labeled a “domestic terrorist”—all for protecting my son. But in that moment, with the doors opening and his gurney approaching, my focus narrowed to one thought: Kingston was coming back to me, and I needed to be ready.
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When Kingston took his final breath, I felt my soul split—half of it bound here on earth, the other half searching for him in realms unknown. Even as grief consumed me, there was a tug, an echo, telling me he was still out there, just waiting for me to find him.
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