Coffee with the Dogs

Thoughts

  • It’s been 29 years….really?

    Grief is a funny thing. Sometimes, it’s a quiet companion. A simple remembrance on a significant date, a soft ache that lets you reflect on the good memories without breaking apart. Then, sometimes, it hits like a runaway freight train. Today marks 29 years since my brother, my only sibling, passed away. He was 29

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  • Title: The Grief of Being the Villain in Someone Else’s Story

    There’s a particular kind of grief that no one prepares you for. It’s the grief that comes when you realize that, despite your best intentions, you hurt people you love. Maybe you didn’t know better. Maybe you were broken, scared, reacting from wounds no one else could see. Maybe you were surviving. But the truth

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  • 🌈 Holding Her as She Goes: Grieving My Dog with Intention

    Tomorrow, I will say goodbye to my best girl, Sadie. She is 13 years old. She is my shadow, my protector, my soul keeper.She has been beside me through more loss than most people could carry.And now, it’s my turn to be beside her. A Special Day, A Sacred Goodbye Today, I am giving her

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  • 🕯️ What No One Tells You About Watching Someone Die

    People talk a lot about death, in theory. They talk about “making peace,” about “being there at the end,” about “saying goodbye.”They talk about hospice and comfort and closure. But what they don’t talk about is the terrible, exhausting, holy place that caregivers live in when someone is dying.Especially when that someone is someone you

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  • 🐾 Holding Vigil: Hospice, My Dog, and the Truth About Losing a Mother

    When my mother was dying, I thought I had prepared myself.I had been through loss before; my grandmother, my brother, my father, countless friends.But nothing prepares you for your mother. Nothing prepares you for that particular goodbye. My mom died of pulmonary hypertension.It’s not a flashy disease. It’s slow. It robs the breath, day by

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