This is my letter to Mason. I originally posted this on September 1, 2013, three months after losing my son to suicide. It popped up in my Facebook reminders today, and I wanted to share it again to give my friends and followers some insight into the Grief journey and...
Today I dreamed of him… I saw his face. I saw him smile at me. I spoke with him and soaked up the goodness of him. I wanted to share him with the world, to tell everyone he was back. I spoke to a few people and kept repeating the same...
The sad truth is that we are losing our kids, friends. Losing them. We will never, ever get them back. We must stop this now, today. We must start the conversation in our homes, our schools, our youth groups. We must look our kids in the eyes and see them...
There are moments in life that will send you to your knees, reeling with disbelief, begging for divine intervention. There are moments that will deliver a gut punch so powerful and so precise, that you will struggle to breathe for the rest of your life. There are moments so unbearably cruel, so...
Is it super ridiculous of me to ask for a ‘barf bag’ when my friend offers her support for an upcoming speaking event? I know it is tacky. Crude, even. I know it is weak and self-absorbed. Believe me, I know. I think my biggest fear these days is the...
Christmas is my favorite holiday. Was. Christmas was my favorite holiday. I’d deck the house from top to bottom with Christmas décor and my home became a winter wonderland. I remember pulling into the garage one afternoon, sometime in April, and seeing all of the storage bins full of Christmas...
Halloween has never been my thing. Oh, I did it up for Mase ‘cause that’s what mamas do, but it’s never been the holiday that really tripped my trigger. Now, even less so. Mase, age 3 As I sip my coffee and consider my evening plans, I’m wondering, “What does a childless...
I saw him in my dream a few nights ago and he was so beautiful! In his early 20's and so amazingly handsome and confident, he had a backpack slung over one shoulder and a relaxed grin on his face. He showed up to travel with me. I was so...
The following is what I wrote in preparation for sharing a piece of my story at Casa de Luz on April 28th, 2014. "My name is Holly Chamberlain. I am the founder of the aMasongrace project. The aMasongrace project exists to empower and support young people, share a message of truth,...
Who wants to lose their child? Who thinks it could happen? Who could predict that on February 16, 1999, the clock would start counting backwards from 5,221 days? We know our days are numbered and our physical presence on this earth is finite. However, we never expect that number to...