The Day the Music Stopped
/Standing at her graveside, the elder told the story, in native Anishinaabe tongue, of how the world began. We didn’t know a single word yet understood we were in that place where death and birth meet.
Read Moreexploring grace and gratitude following loss
The mission of life is a pretty word is to inspire you to mindfully honor your heart and soul.
Standing at her graveside, the elder told the story, in native Anishinaabe tongue, of how the world began. We didn’t know a single word yet understood we were in that place where death and birth meet.
Read MoreMy voice went missing the first day of March. The best I can do is a whisper as I wonder why any of my words matter.
Read MoreShortly after my daughter was born, I was so taken in by the miracle of life, I wrote a lengthy composition on our shared birth experience. Writing about her birth and rereading it periodically, I could relive the joy and the possibilities of all that lay ahead.
Read MoreWe get to choose the words and behaviors we use to cope when devastation finds us. In this piece, using the found poem poetic form, words from an article on a life well lived are remastered to convey the starkness many people experience.
Read MoreThe loss of innocence and trust hurt worse than the black eye. You can walk away.
Read MoreHere are words, thoughts, and sentiments taken directly from the hundreds of cards and letters we received when my daughter walked on. Real words from real people. Fine examples of what to say to someone whose world has turned upside down.
Read MoreIt is a constant push and pull. Feel better but don't forget. Honor our loss while reintegrating. Tending our hearts when grief is a comforting cloak. And all the while wondering what is real.
Read MoreA grief trigger poem I wrote about the things we notice after our loved one is gone.
Read MoreWritten the day before my daughter's first memorial service, this is my tribute to her. A significant portion of this piece includes my daughter's words and is therefore named "A Eulogy of Voices". As there were two memorial services, the first at the Bad River Community Center in Odanah, Wisconsin and the second at Stanford University in Palo Alto, California, this is a merged version of the two eulogies.
Read MoreA conversation on how our aging may impact how we think and feel about loved ones we are grieving.
Read MoreThis piece is a reaction to my struggle to understand medical decisions, protocols and permissions or lack thereof. It is written from my daughter's viewpoint as she lay dying.
Read MoreOur mission is to encourage and inspire you to mindfully honor your heart, soul, and emotions following a loss. This site is a tribute to a beautiful, loving, and talented young woman who once scribbled on a scrap of paper life is a pretty word.
life is a pretty word © Copyright 2015-2024
monica@lifeisaprettyword.com
COPYRIGHT AND PRIVACY POLICY
Powered by Squarespace