The final day of a rollercoaster of emotions, and still yet such a fresh beginning to what they tell us about the stages of grief. I can tell you grief doesn’t happen in “stages”. I do appreciate and acknowledge what the widely known stages have taught us, but I can say they are rather circular…
The weekend before my brother took his life, I felt a heaviness. The anxiety and worry were so strongly present on that Saturday and Sunday that the colors surrounding me even looked dull. I was in bed most of those two days and I couldn’t explain to my husband or children what was wrong. I…
How can I write? Little tiny Tasha write? I can feel so small and so big at the same time. I was raised to feel BIG and proud and worthy…..where does my worth reside? Is it with my parents, my career, my family, my children? Approaching 40 – a big number, but feel so small. …