My Marvelous Journey

The Storm A broken mother And sad brother Eternal cloudy days A father with regrets Apologies are unpaid debts Rain washing away that chance A stepfather mus...

Trigger warning: PTSD, car accident, death Grief is More Than Feeling Sad and Lonely What do you think about when you hear the word grief? When you hear som...

Remember when our children were born, and it doesn’t really matter how many children we have, we counted their first smile, their first words, their first st...

How do we do this today? It's supposed to be a day of celebration, presents, and blowing out candles. It's supposed to be a day spent with family and frien...

I’m so tired. I’m tired of feeling sad. I’m tired of my feet feeling like weights as I walk from place to place. Every morning I look in the mirror and wonde...

The school year is almost over. It’s usually a time for family vacations and days spent in the pool or at the beach. I think back to the summers of days gone...

Every day these moments play in my head like an old movie spinning endlessly on its reel. I am left stuck sitting there watching it over an

I had lunch this week with a good friend of mine. She and I have something in common. We are part of this miserable club that no one willingly volunteers to ...

I know my posts lately have been dark, sad, and filled with grief. (I promise this one won't be too sad and dark) I am trying to cope with Erik’s death. It ...

It’s been five months now. Five months since Erik’s death. I still have a hard time saying that. While I know he is gone, it is difficult to accept. Ther...

It’s Christmas day. Our home is decorated inside and out with ornaments and holiday trinkets. Garland carefully draped along the shelves. Four red and whi...

Thanksgiving is here, Christmas is not far behind, and 2018 is coming to a fast close. As we get ready to greet family and friends and celebrate the holiday...

We all experience grief in our own way. I suppose some people can process grief more easily than others. I am not one of those people. While its only been ...

The palms of my hands hurt. Yet the scorching pain in my heart is relentless. I feel as if I am losing my mind. The hardest times for me are when I am alon...

After some confusion with my GPS map, I finally found the right building on the Hospice property where the bereavement support group meeting was being held. ...

Erik, I'm struggling so bad.. How the hell do I accept this? How do I continue to live without feeling guilty you're not? My best friend, my brother I miss ...

I had this dream a few nights ago. It was a weird dream. I was in an old fashioned home. The rooms were painted in dark colors. There were overstuffed ch...

My sister, Emily, wrote this beautiful poem in memory of my son Erik. I loved it and wanted to share it with you. #ErikHoxie #mothersgrief #grief #families ...

I think my husband is worried about me, seriously worried. Sunday night I was watching a show on TV. It was the last episode, the series finale. I was lyi...