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The Hardest Pill to Swallow: Living With Loss, Love, and Uncertainty
Three weeks to memorize her face, her scent, the sound of her breath.
Three weeks to live the motherhood I had spent my entire life preparing for.
And then it was gone.
No one talks about what comes after — how your body aches for something it can never get back, or how your mind becomes a battlefield where hope and reality collide over and over again.
I might never become a mother again. And somehow... I'm still standing."
empty crib
Oct 282 min read
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