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When I speak openly about pregnancy after stillbirth and miscarriage, people sometimes hear a story with a beginning, middle, and hopeful end. What is harder to see is the decades in between - the raw, unfiltered years where nothing felt resolved, where my nervous system was stretched thin, and where my relationship with my body, mind, and the people I loved was constantly being rewritten. I’m 21 years  from my first birth trauma now. Twenty-one years from the day everything

There are many things’ people don’t tell you about grief, but one of the hardest truths is this: after someone you love dies, your life becomes threaded with The Terrible Maths. You count everything.  Not out of choice, not out of ritual - but because time suddenly becomes the only thing tying you to them, and yet it also becomes the thing taking you further away. Time seems to change You mark the minutes , because in the beginning that’s all you can do. Minutes since you la

What especially resonates with me about grief is the part about crying. You know, those moments when tears just appear, and your first instinct - or maybe someone else’s - is to hand over a tissue. We do it because we care, right? But sometimes what we’re really saying, without even meaning to, is: “Don’t cry.” “Please stop - this feels uncomfortable.” Tears aren't weakness And here’s the thing: crying is one of the most human, sacred, and physiologically wise things we can d