Living With Loss

Her Pride

I’ve always been open about the fact that I don’t enjoy the annual March for Babies. I obviously love the cause and am incredibly grateful for everything the March of Dimes does for premature babies, but participating in the walk is always difficult. Seeing all of those babies who lived…it’s hard. Mike and I always have a…

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Our Journey

The March for Babies was on Saturday, and I am still recovering. It was a lot to process this year, and to get through it I just…stuffed it all deep down inside and powered through. I’m feeling the emotional hangover today (not to mention the physical hangover, I feel horrible and I’m just waiting for…

Tomorrow We March

Tomorrow team March for Maddie will be participating in the March for Babies for the ninth year in a row – our eighth walk without her. The march is something that’s very important to our family, to both remember and honor Maddie, and to help other families going through the same thing we experienced more than eight-and-a-half…

My Inspiration

As I’ve been working on my March for Babies speech for this Saturday’s walk, I’ve thought a lot about the first year I spoke before the March. Because of the tremendous outpouring of attention and donations we received, the March of Dimes asked us to speak at their 2009 event. It was only 18 days…

Seven Years Gone

To say this week is crappy would be an understatement. My yearning for Madeline and Rigby is almost overwhelming. I’d forgotten how exhausting grief is, how it sucks your energy and fogs your mind. My body has given in and I’m sick with a high fever. As weird as it sounds, I’m almost grateful for…

Missing

Our house is strangely quiet. The toys are still chattering, the kids are still rambunctious, but the house is missing the sounds made by its smallest resident. Her growls at the birds, her barks at the doorbell, the clicks of her paws as she followed me down the hallway – parts of the soundtrack of our daily…

Protecting My Heart

I often forget that many of the people I interact with regularly have no idea I’m a grieving mom. Of course, this is ridiculous because the reason they don’t know is because I haven’t told them. Yet sometimes, I still feel like my pain is visible…like somehow, my grief over Maddie is carved into my skin, and strangers…

A New Mission

Today, on what would have been Madeline’s eighth birthday, we want to announce a new mission for the charity we started in her name, Friends of Maddie. Friends of Maddie has been helping families since 2009, when we established the charity with money that was generously donated to us after Madeline died. Over the last six years,…

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