By: Natasha H. It was January 27 and I sat in the cold at my uncle’s burial. Since this was the first close family member of mine who had passed away, I wasn’t sure what to expect from myself and everyone else emotionally. What I realized over the course of
By: Marissa Steinhoff My world had stopped, completely shut off for 8 full weeks. I would sit in my house, avoiding the outside world and the looks of despair from others. My home was the place I felt most comfortable, most human. I knew that inside the walls of my
By: Sabrina Ivy Death invaded our lives in a way that has irrevocably changed us. We can never go back to who we were before. We are painfully aware of how different we are now. We know what death looks like on our child. We know what death smells like.
By: Natalie Johnson Our Infertility Story For the past 5 years my husband and I have come to realize that infertility can drain you in every.single.way. Every story is different, but all can have seem to have a constant theme of being full of hope but then, somewhere along the
Remembering Your Baby For Mother’s Day Each year, Share hosts a Bracelet Night in remembrance of babies who are gone too soon & celebration of your motherhood. Mothers, sisters, grandmothers and friends are all invited to spend the evening creating a beautiful memento. This event, held around Mother’s Day, provides
By: Angie Wetherell One cannot explain why life takes us on such challenging journeys. For my husband and I, we had 11 miscarriages over a 7 year span. It seemed as though a storm cloud hung over us endlessly. We had always wanted children and struggled to understand why we
Mother’s Day is a difficult occasions for many grieving women. Whether you have suffered a pregnancy loss or the death of a ‘born’ child, the celebration may be more than you can bear. Here are a few ideas to honor your child and your motherhood on Mother’s Day. Acknowledge the
By: JoAnn Cantrell It was a cold day in April when our infant twin boys arrived too soon, after I had carried them nearly six months. Ironically, it was the same time of year that the crocuses were making their comeback after a harsh winter. Like the flowers, my babies