How to Carry What Can’t Be Fixed

It wasn’t a death so much as this energy declaring it’s existence in a way I wasn’t prepared for.

 

Just when I felt like I was steadying myself as a parent in a pandemic, I experienced a miscarriage. Navigating the tangled path of grief the following months was one of the most difficult things I have experienced. There has to be space to say how overwhelming the loss of a pregnancy feels. I want to create a place where others can come together and try to make sense of something that doesn’t make sense. I know our path can be easier when we share it.

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