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Another birthday without you. Another reminder of a year we won’t have together. I am 31, officially into my early thirties. You passed when I was 29. Now a new…
I wanted so desperately to take some of his pain. I found myself holding my hands over the areas that hurt him the worst. I was hoping I could take…
Grief is where you’re standing still and the world keeps on turning. Where food doesn’t taste the same even at a five star restaurant. Things that once made you laugh…
My boys have a bedtime book called sleepyhead In it the child says they want just one more (insert thing) and one of them is comfy cozy cuddle. I want…
I found myself looking at my dads caringbridge today. My mom deleted his Facebook and all the photos and information from it. Sometimes I don’t know where to go to…
The other day my mom said she felt like “Half a parent sometimes.” Only knowing what she would normally say and do. But not what my father would say or…
It’s been one year. one year since I last saw you alive. but longer since we last spoke. a year ago I laid on your chest, your skin was growing…
When someone you love is dying it’s hard not to be afraid. Afraid for them. Afraid for those around them. Afraid for yourself. But I sometimes wonder if this is…
iI can’t recall now the last time we spoke. So long ago now it seems. What was said to one another? I miss our conversations though they sometimes seemed useless…
I’ve been thinking about “Three words, eight letters, say it and I’m yours.” Growing up I thought that this was what changed our lives. Love. Loving someone. The proclamation of…
This page is about Romantasy author Adelaide Green and what she is writing and what she is reading.
Author Adelaide Green 