Christmas 2016

By Mike Whalen Rarely do I find solace in religion or Biblical stories but I find myself reflecting on the Christmas story.  Today we gathered to celebrate the birth of a child. This child, the Christ child, was born to suffer and die. Aren't we all though?  Birth, suffer, death. Repeat. Mary seems uniquely positioned…

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A Letter to My Girls on Christmas

Dear Dorothy and Frances, Another Christmas day is coming to an end and you two have been in my thoughts so much today.  I'm learning that being a mother of two can be a bit of a balancing act; one that I still struggle with sometimes.  However, days like today I am again surprised at…

Finding the Joy (and Balance) in the Holidays

I love Christmas.  I always have.  I think it's the most magical time of the year.  I know for many, the holidays are an incredible source of stress but I love an entire season devoted to helping others and spending time with the people you love.  After Dorothy died, I found myself terrified of many…

There Are Cracks Everywhere

Everything feels so much more complicated when you are a bereaved parent.  Simple, everyday tasks can take an emotional toll.  So, when you are dealing with an already complicated situation, like dealing with a salesperson over the telephone, the emotional toll is even more costly. Recently, I had to reach out to a baby furniture…

We’re Pregnant*

I feel like our pregnancy deserves an asterisk.  Or, maybe a footnote.  (We're partial to Chicago style in this house.  Controversial, I know.)  Any woman can tell you that pregnancy is one of the most anxiety-riddled experiences you'll ever encounter.  It's always hovering around a 10.  Well, this pregnancy goes up to 11. My doctors…