The thing about the birthdate since my son died is that it's turned into a thing. Like a real "thing." Odd. Unsettling. I don't like it.

Lent isn't the same since my son died. Since then, every day is a little Lenten-ish. Day after day. It's not a bad thing. Just a real thing.

Rain can bring flowers. In a storm like the one on Kuai, it was more like a river of uncontrollable sobbing. I know both feelings.

We go through seasons of coldness, barrenness, and dread. The seasons come and go. But, for us it can be the winter of our own hearts.

I attended a Sacred Sorrows retreat for grieving mothers in 2022, and experienced God's grace, mercy and healing. Then came the treasures.

When the gray sky doesn't clear for days and days, it's easy to slip into melancholy. Then I can't help but think of my loss.

The new year begins, and the dreaded dates will come upon me again. The date of my daughter Sofia's birth, and the date of her death.

Enough with the questions already--not.

"The holidays" are not my favorite. I really never thought of Jesus as my friend but one song seemed tailor-made for me & others like me.

Sometimes we need to allow ourselves a break in our rhythm of liturgical prayer for a sweet memory and reminder of how beautiful life is.

This time of year is a battle. It's hard to "turn it over to God." Every morning it hits me. Every day I seek for Peace.

Each year I try to prepare myself spiritually and emotionally for the onslaught of continuous "holiday merriment."

Gratitude seems ever-evolving, ever-expanding. 10 gratitude quotes--take a moment to reflect in this potentially difficult season.

It’s happened again. I’m shirking my responsibility, trying to avoid it like COVID. I can’t bring myself to visit the cemetery because I...

Have you come to a "Red Sea" place in your life? A place where you just don't know how you are going to make it? Well, I have. I came to...

In memory of all the souls who have gone before us, Sacred Sorrows prayerfully and respectfully posts one of the traditional prayers of...

Our recent "Mother's Love & Loss" retreat on the beautiful grounds of the Jesuit Retreat Center in Los Altos Hills deeply impacted the...

It feels like I'm in a constant goodbye.

When Evan was little every day during our nap time ritual he would say, "We're gonna love each other forever, right Mama?" I'd answer,...

When I came to the retreat, my foremost question was, “How does a mother heal after losing a child?” Secondly, I was mad. Angry at God.