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.

Sometimes the many who grieve alone come to mind. The thought of accompanying others enkindles a fire of love that draws me out of myself.

I had been minding my own business last week, doing the dishes, only slightly acknowledging the lump in my throat that had been working...

We grieve differently--and that is okay.

He discerns my going out and my lying down. But what about you? I wonder.