Finding Space Between Breaths: A Beginning

There is a moment between every breath. A pause. A space. Sometimes so small we miss it, sometimes so vast it feels like we might fall through it. That space is where I now live most days—between heartbreak and healing, between remembering and surviving, between breathing in and breathing out.

I am a wife, a mother, a mental health advocate, and now – a suicide loss survivor. I never imagined these would be the words I’d use to introduce myself, and yet they are now part of my identity—woven into every moment of my life.

This year, my world was forever altered when I lost my 20 year old son to suicide. There are no words to fully explain the depth of that kind of loss. It changes the shape of everything—your soul, your thoughts, your relationships, even your sense of time. Grief doesn’t just move in; it often times takes over completley.

This blog, Finding Space Between Breaths, was born out of that loss. But it’s not just a blog about grief. It’s a space for all of us who are surviving the impossible, navigating our mental health, or the mental health of someone close, processing loss, trying to reconnect with ourselves, or just looking for a sliver of light in the dark.

Here, I will share about the raw and the real—mental health, motherhood, marriage, suicide loss, trauma, and healing. I will not offer neat conclusions or quick fixes. I will not tell you that time heals all wounds (because I don’t believe it does). But I will sit with you. I will offer words that I hope feel like a warm hug or a deep breath. I will hold space for your pain, your questions, your quiet victories.

This is not a space where you have to be “better.” You just have to be. Just as you are.

I believe deeply that healing isn’t about erasing the pain. It’s about carrying it differently—so it doesn’t crush you. It’s about finding moments of stillness in the chaos, finding breath when it feels like there is none. It’s about grace, not perfection.

So if you are here—whether you are grieving, anxious, tired, numb, or just curious—thank you. You are not alone, even when it feels like it.

Let’s find the space between the breaths together.