Road trip has came to a thudding end. No pity, no judgement, and the hope for hope continues.

Feeling homeless, untethered, lost. The family visits were great but where do we go now?

Travelling cross country to Michigan to see friends and family for the first time since October 2019. Sending out much love to (our!) other parents like us too.

We are different. The world feels unsafe, there are triggers everywhere waiting to ambush us. PTSD is real. How to be a safe place for us and people living this same collective experience.

The Origin Story of Maeve brought to you by her parents, Shane and Veronica. Maeve was stillborn at 39 weeks on the day after Christmas. As always, thanks for listening.

#4 joins me tonight to speak to some subjects from his perspective. I lay down some truths about anger. The trials and tribulations surrounding the saga of potentially adopting. Lastly the failures of the system that have cost Mama and Daddy so dearly.

Most days are garbage but some days are okay-ish; how can we be okay with okay-ish? Is there any version of a future that includes hope? We're going to hope there might be hope in our future.

Where we are today three months after losing Liya. The memory loss, the fresh pain(s), the overwhelming sense of loss, and the therapy we are attempting to apply.

I have not "Spoken" to anyone other than my MIL (weekly) and one of my Aunts (once) in 90 days. Today was the first time I have spoken to Liya's Godparents since 11/5/2020. The following is our first conversation, and we mutually agreed to record it. This is raw at times, and funny at times, and normal (whatever normal is) at times. I did this because I want others to know that it is OK and it is possible to talk again, Thanks for listening...

Clarifications to questions and a conversation about the Social Conventions surrounding the 'uncomfortable' topic of death.