I started this one year after losing my mom. She was the person who shaped so much of who I am.
This space came out of that loss. I needed somewhere to put the grief — and to figure out how to keep living without her. So I started writing.
I write about what grief looks like in real life—how it changes the way you think, move, and make it through a day. I share the small ways my mom still shows up in my life, the things that bring her back to me, and what it’s like to figure out who I am without her.
If you’re grieving someone, trying to heal, or just feeling a little lost — you’re not alone. You’re welcome here.
This space isn’t about answers. It’s about sharing what it really feels like to keep going after loss. I hope you see yourself in some part of it.
Where She Still Lives. 