I have been navigating life with words for as long as I can remember. Writing has always helped me make sense of things. I feel who I am and know what I think—about pain, sorrow, loss, and even the glimmers of grace.
Stories are potent — with power beyond words.
I lost Elliot Everett Wright, my brilliant 26-year-old first-born son, on August 5, 2018, in a tragic and shocking single-vehicle motorcycle accident that shattered my heart irreparably. Yet writing my way through the messy debris of grief is helping me pick up some of those jagged pieces.
My work is to find meaning. To help you tell your story.
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