Our siblings are supposed to be there for our entire lives. We fight with them as kids, grow up together, and help each other raise families. They’re the ones who are supposed to celebrate milestones with us, become our best friends, and grow old by our side. But losing a sibling shatters that expectation. I…
By Stacia ClarkI knew a girl with a permanent tear in her eye—born into this world frantic and wild.Her soul was not meant to be here; it was too pure, too kind.She took the pain of the entire world and carried it.The pain pulled on her.It rushed over her, a vicious tidal wave, grabbing on,…
New Years Resolutions Every year, exactly the same— Multicolored pens, neatly lined notes, and candlelight. Pen to paper, she would write The same goals, always failing, though try as she might. 115 pounds. True love. 100k. And, above all, to quit that final vice— What if you could have it all? At the time, She’d…
Today marks the third anniversary of my sister Sondra’s passing. I wish I could say I have mastered this grieving process, but grief doesn’t work that way. To be honest, I spent the morning doom-scrolling on social media—first in bed and then in my car, parked outside the bank where I was supposed to get…
