Author: Kylie

You have no idea what it took to become this strong. Most people see it as a strength while I am beginning to try not to see it as a major character flaw. The blood, sweat, and tears that had to happen to make me the person others never have to worry about. The one…

Welp. I did it. I met my grief during a meditation. I feel like I’ve pushed it down or maybe put it in a jar and placed it on a high shelf and hid the ladder I used from myself. I haven’t taken it out in a while to get a real good look at…

Every day I change and warp myself to fit around the space you left behind. The space that was left because whatever was a part of me that I saved just for you – that was ripped out of me and you took it with you. The part of me that only you seemed to…

I have had the unfortunate chance to write not one, but two eulogies. Three if you count me getting up to speak at my uncle Corey’s funeral in elementary school. That one was a little less heavy as I mostly talked about how funny he was, and how he was terrible at the game Trouble…

“You did everything you could Changing his diet, taking him to Texas. Pushing moffitt It was too aggressive it was too fast you did not have years like with mom Don’t tell yourself anything different because it was out of your hands” Those are the words I typed to myself on January 29th as I…

For the first time since I started this journey on my blog I’ve been at a loss for words for weeks now. The words wouldn’t form in my head. I had no urge to write them down. I had no need to process. Usually when I write I don’t edit. It goes straight from my…

I was 16 when I lost you. I was lost. I was confused. I was angry at the world. How dare this universe make my mom sick to the point I felt I lost my best friend, and take you within the same timeframe. I felt like I had to grieve you alone, but looking…

“It gets easier.” “Just give it some time, you’ll see.” “You’ll get through it.” “Time heals all wounds.” “She is at peace now.” “At least she is no longer suffering.” “She is at home with God now.” “Everything will be okay.” How many times in your life have you lost something and heard one of…

I always had this fear that one day I would be going to the park alone to remember my Mom. I thought maybe one year it would come, and my Dad wouldn’t remember. He wouldn’t ask what time we should go. If I’ll bring the flowers. Maybe one year he just couldn’t spend another day…

“You mean the world to me, but I think you know that already.” I only allow myself to listen to your voicemails maybe twice a year. I started saving them because I didn’t think I’d have enough time with you. Even then, I thought I had more time than I got. I remember crying while…