my first blog entry!

Words Meme

September 20, 2014

I’m perched on top of a flat boulder with my journal and pen. It’s an achingly beautiful day on top of Mount Lindo.  It’s very warm and the back of my neck could be burning in the sun.  Blue sky, but a teeny hint of fall in the air with some leaves changing.  I’m looking down on Denver.  Through drooping pine boughs I can see the city below, beyond the layer of haze that’s pinkish-grey.  Fire—I think I heard is burning in California.  Mike the groundskeeper just handed me an ice cold bottled water.  I’m as content as a girl writing her first blog at her son’s stone could be.

Over two years since losing Kade, I’m ready to get out my experiences, keep them collected in a special place—like a stack of weathered love letters tied with string—and share them with you.

Maybe you’re a bereaved parent. It helps to know we’re not alone.  I plan to go into great detail reviewing the grief books I read.  With so many to choose from, maybe why I found comfort in some vs. others could help you wade through the choices.  I’ll share links to the resources that were life savers for me.  Retreats, grief centers, conferences, websites, blogs, and books.  I’ll describe how they spoke to me… or why they didn’t.

Maybe you’re not a bereaved parent, but we’re related; maybe you miss Kade or want to know how I’m doing. Maybe we’re friends.  Were co-workers.  Maybe we briefly met, or know a friend of a friend.  Maybe we’ve never met and you stumbled upon my page hoping to find a great vintage shirt!  My stories and those of other parents you see here could give you insight into what our new normal is like.

I want to share my grief experiences with those who “sign up” for that sort of thing. Some of my Facebook posts are raw, and frankly… about death.  I’m not sure every former schoolmate I’ve friended wants to hear about my trips to visit Kade at the cemetery, or my latest griefburst.  Or maybe you do!  This way you can choose, and I can feel freer in my reflections.

Like a lot of bereaved parents I’ve met, I am hungry for any opportunity to get Kade’s name into the world. To remind the world that he lived and his life made a difference.  To carry on his legacy. He Wore Flannel can be my place to keep my tattered, tear-stained, soft-from-unfolding-and-refolding stack of love letters tied with a string.  Pictures, memories, life experiences, and more.  Welcome to He Wore Flannel.  I hope you’ll stop by and see us (Kade and me) often!


My perch



The Halloween bouquet I left him. I picture him getting a kick out of peoples’ reactions when they look close.

Blue bird at Kade's stone 9-20-14

A pretty blue bird visiting his likeness near Kade’s stone

Drive down Mt Lindo

The drive down the mountain. There’s an orange butterfly in the purple flowers.

6 thoughts on “my first blog entry!

  1. Jenny, this is so beautiful. Seems so peaceful there. You are an awesome mom and so good at writing down your feelings and memories. Kade, I’m sure, is proud you are his mom. How great to have this blog, for yourself and others. Its so good to stay connected. Love you very much.


  2. I love that you are doing this, Jenny! How special this is for you, and I look forward to reading your blogs! Kade and Asher sure have a lovely mother!


  3. Hello Jenny. I came across your blog in the 2016 A-Z Blogging Challenge. Although I don’t know you, I just wanted to say that your words moved me, far more than I expected when I first started reading your story. My mum lost my older brother when he was a few months old, due to a hospital error. Although it was obviously painful for her to talk about Kevin, she would always answer our questions and talk about him, so we knew he’d been part of our family, even for a short time. And now she’s gone too, they’re at rest together. Sending you hopes and thoughts for peace and strength, and great to hear that you have the support of family and friends. Best wishes, Kim


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