This weekend is kind of a big deal. My stomach knows it. The butterflies are fluttering about, vying for my attention, tickling at my awareness. My intestines also know it (TMI?). Sometimes they get a little nervous before an event, which I suppose is a good thing because it keeps...
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...
Driving home from the movies yesterday, I began to cry. It wasn’t the movie; it was the moment. The season. The sadness. The overwhelming loneliness. I used to fight the tears. I’d try to hold them in, toughen up, shake off the cloud as it moved over me. I soon...
Sitting in the Martins' kitchen on Thanksgiving Day, thinking about all of the things I am grateful for… well, actually, that’s not entirely accurate. I’m thinking of the things that make me laugh. I’m thinking of the things that make me wistful, misty-eyed, sentimental too. I’m marinating in memories and...
Sometimes, I think I get so distracted with thoughts of death that I limit my ability to focus on life. When I realize I am doing that, the pendulum swings radically in the other direction and I am determined to laugh a little louder, breathe a little deeper, and suck...
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...
It’s strange to be writing this because I still feel like I am living in a dream, a nightmare of the worst kind. I still hope I will wake up on June 3rd, 2013, and have a chance to do it all over again and save my son’s life. But...
I was never fully convinced that I had a soul until I felt mine shatter on June 3rd, 2013. I had always suspected we were spiritual beings, and forever hoped there was something more eternal than just this temporary existence on earth, but what confirmation do we have? Faith is...
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,...