Grief, man. It truly comes in waves, when you least expect it. I had high hopes for today. Plans, errands, to-do list. I went to the grocery store and I was fine. I was driving home and something in me decided to put on my Joel playlist and listen to Celine Dion. And boom. There it was. Hello again, grief. I went home and unloaded my groceries. I told my husband I needed to drive. I got in my car and left, only to turn around after five minutes and go back home to grab my urns. My three little keepsake urns filled with my mom, my brother and my dads ashes. I put on my playlist of songs for them and drove. My husband texted telling me I should take the urns to the lake. If that isn't support, I don't know what is. Here we are, at the lake. The music is as loud as it goes. I'm laying in the drivers seat, sunroof open. Clear blue skies. Two planes flying overhead. I wonder where they're going. How many of them are going to be with a sick parent in ICU? How many of them are going to a funeral? How many have addiction in their family?
More About Sadie
Sadie Truelove is married to her best friend, and together they live with their fur-baby Maggie in central Texas. Losing her mother, father, and brother in the span of four years, she is no stranger to the ache loss can bring.
Sadie has come to a place of peace and of healing -- through the love and support of her friends and family, self care, and holistic endeavors.