by Ami Shroyer | Aug 16, 2017 | goodgrief, Uncategorized |
When sorrow visits, it doesn’t ever practice the art of social graces. It never takes the time to knock first. No, it just suddenly is there. No asking. No politesse. No sympathy. In fact, the heaviest of sorrows just billows in, as an uninvited guest....
by Ami Shroyer | Jun 2, 2017 | goodgrief, writer house |
Today was a good day. It’s the 18-month mark in this race we could call the life-after. It’s not the after-life. Although, we do look forward to ultimate joy in the promise of some someday. For us right now, it’s the life-after losing Mike. Many...
by Ami Shroyer | Dec 15, 2016 | 511, goodgrief, writer house |
I didn’t have it in me to keep rolling with the “save the world” ideals today. And I am totally okay with that. Today was the kids’ first basketball practices of the season. They did great, and the sounds of a basketball court still pound...
by Ami Shroyer | Dec 11, 2016 | 511, goodgrief |
We Rise It’s been a year of rising, and we completed our music launch of our #11daysofgoodgrief on December 1st from Atlanta. My brother-in-law liked the weather of the day and asked [even though I’d been crying hard all morning and declared it a car-ride-so-no-makeup...
by Ami Shroyer | Dec 2, 2016 | goodgrief |
I opened up an “add new post” tab to start writing all that I want to say regarding where we are going from here. Before I began typing the content, I went to the right of the text block to set the time stamp and schedule the morning launch. It. Stopped....
by Ami Shroyer | Dec 1, 2016 | goodgrief |
This song has been a recurring song of together-talk for myself and my soul. It was sung over and over in the hospital, as shown in my post on our anniversary, November 23, 2015 at 5:52 a.m. I had spent the night between my birthday and our anniversary praying over...
