Midwest Mimi

  • Grief That Grows

    Healing did not mean letting my mother go. It meant learning how to keep loving her in a way that did not cost me my own life—and allowing grief to change shape into something quieter, steadier, and still full of love.

  • The Life I Wanted Didn’t Die. It Changed Shape.

    I thought I knew what my life would look like. A degree. A career. Stability. Security. A future I could count on. Then I got sick. What followed wasn’t just the loss of health, but the slow grief of watching the life I planned slip out of reach. Almost dying forced a reckoning. I couldn’t…