THE TRUMAN PROJECT

I’m surrounded by the ghosts. Not ghosts that are remnants of your beautiful life but they feel like ghosts of your absence. Things that...

I carry it. In this life. I carry it every minute of every day. I carry it while I sleep, my dreams are proof. I carry it when I wake up,...

What I know… “No man owns his own life. Part of you is always in someone’s else’s hands. -Jaime Fraser What I know… I’ve said this before...

At first Truman’s absence enveloped everything. Every moment. Every thought. I couldn’t think of myself, my children or my husband let...

Some days are heavy with that feeling of dread. Like that instant when you feel the color drain from your face and it hangs over you all...

I think it comes down to finally giving yourself permission to live. We survive these days. Not because we want to but have no other...

Her words written on National Grief Awareness Day which is August 30. Death is part of life whether we like it or not — and so is...

I never thought I’d be alone in this house. Physically. With my family of 5 odds are there would be someone. But the girls are busy...

I can say with 100% confidence that at 42 yrs old I have already lived the best days of my life. How heartbreaking is that? I haven’t...

Cracks can open in the most ordinary life and swallow anyone at all. No one is safe. Jefferson Grieff - Inside I’m so tired. Exhausted....

Written by Michele DeVille a Grief Specialist Deep and profound loss changes everything. Nothing looks or feels the same and it can leave...

I want a blissfully ignorant life. I don’t want to know this. I don’t want to know how it feels. I don’t want to live this day after day...

You have no idea. Not even a clue. This is like carrying a chest full of concrete and it’s not getting better. Unless this has happened...

Where am I at? Emotionally? Physically? How am I? I feel like if I try and stay busy I can keep it at an arms length at times but even...

How will I live the rest my life and not be on the edge of panic in the face of your absence? My feelings overwhelm me. Consume me....

My birthday is approaching. In years past I would get so excited. I felt I needed a birthday month! I looked forward to it so much. I get...

He is real. He is my son! He is gone but damn it he is mine! He is real! He was here…. I can’t figure it out. He was physically mine one...