Dear Bereaved Parent,

Did you really just laugh?

I remember the first time I laughed after my first child died.

For just a moment I forgot that my heart was broken. Guilt, regret, and astonishment all washed over me simultaneously as I quickly remembered. My heart was broken, how could I ever find joy again?

And yet, I did. At first, it was brief and fleeting. But over time, I discovered how resilient the human heart can be. Laughter and joy did not diminish the sorrow. It lived alongside it.

With Love,

Mary Anne




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