Delicate Dance

September 24, 2020

Parenting after a loss is a dance between gratitude for the children you are raising and longing for those you don’t.

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Signs From Asher

June 29, 2020

By: Amy Lied In preparation for this month’s article on signs that we’ve received from our child, I went back and read a post I had written on my personal blog, only two weeks after our son was stillborn.  That first week without Asher back in 2017, he sent us numerous signs to let us…

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When ‘Happy Father’s Day’ Has a New Meaning

June 1, 2020

By: Steven Lied Happy Father’s Day. These are three words that have taken on a new meaning since the loss of my son, Asher Ray Lied. As I reflect on Father’s Day in my life, I find myself remembering when I was a kid and all of the things that we did for my dad…

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Being Childless On Mother’s Day

April 30, 2020

By: Amy Lied My first Mother’s Day without Asher was only 3 months after he died.  That day was soul-crushing, to say the least.  I was a mother but the child who gave me that title, wasn’t here to celebrate with me. Throughout the day, I tried to avoid social media, but when deep in…

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Artwork on the Refrigerator

April 5, 2020

By: Amy Lied This piece of paper covered in scribbles is something I’ve longed to have on my fridge for years.  I use to go over to my friend’s homes and see their child’s daycare artwork hanging there and stare longingly at it.  I ached to have art on my fridge from my child. Each…

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Let’s Stop Saying “At Least”

March 1, 2020

By: Amy Lied When someone you love dies, it seems to be fairly customary to express your sympathies followed by some platitude to attempt to lessen the griever’s pain. This is where the “at-least” statements come into play. A few of my favorites after my son died were:             “I’m so sorry for your loss.”…

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Three Years

January 30, 2020

By: Amy Lied 3 Years This month marks three years since our son died. Three years since I said “hello” and “goodbye” to my child on the same day. Three years since I’ve seen his face. Three years since I’ve held his hand. Three years since my heart shattered into a million pieces. Three years…

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The Piano

January 7, 2020

By: Amy Lied Growing up, my next door neighbors were an elderly couple who were a bit like surrogate grandparents to my brother and me.  They would take us out to breakfast on snow days from school and have us over to play cards all the time.  In their home, they had a piano that…

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