My posts for Still Standing are raw, in the moment, or unedited reflections from my child loss journey. They do not always contain the joy I try hard to express on this blog, because through this walk in grief, joy has not always been present.
Having only been a monthly contributor for six months now, many aren't even aware I'm regularly writing for this publication. This month, I write about spring and the memories of Austin the season brings. A major focus of the story includes daffodils.
Monday, when I arrived home from work, these greeted me from the kitchen.
Picked by my mom and the kids.
And I couldn't help but feel a hug from above from Austin, too.
Go check out the full post here and see if you agree...
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