Big day in America, the Fourth of July. Fireworks, barbeques, beer, pie, ice cream, tank tops, family, sunburns, and love… lots and lots of love. Smiles so big your face hurts at the end of the day. Sticky fingers on little hands. Popsicles that melt too fast and stain your...
Sometimes we find ourselves in a tough moment. Maybe we created it; maybe it was imposed upon us. Either way, it’s a bad one. We all have bad moments. Sad moments. Scary moments. Sometimes we land in a good moment. A great moment. A lovely one, a happy one. Moments. Our...
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...
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,...
Today I am full of a bunch of thoughts that begin with the words “I’ll never…” I’m overwhelmed and saddened by the realization of the hundreds of things I’ll never do with my son. Remember that character in the Charlie Brown cartoons? Pigpen was his name, I think. Wherever he...
Last night, I was called “religious” and I almost fell out of my chair. I am not kidding. One of my girlfriends was sharing something about herself, and in the middle of our conversation, she said, “I’m not religious, like you.” I almost died laughing! It caught me so off...
As I write this, I’m in Tulum, Mexico, in a gorgeous hotel suite overlooking the ocean… and I am inside a mosquito net, soaked in sweat because this place has no air conditioning. It’s an authentic visit to ‘the nature’ and I am miserable. I am exhausted. My stomach has...
So, it’s a good thing I’m not God. Seriously. I’m a good person. I have a kind heart, most of the time. I try to be a genuine friend. I’m a decent homemaker (I kiss better than I cook, and I have cleaners… so the bases are covered!) I’m no Mother...
the devil is in the details Each day brings a new set of challenges. It presents different memories, it reminds me of good times and bad, and it gives a new perspective of the details surrounding my child’s final day. Just when I think I’ve come to terms with Mason’s death, a new...