Heather Moxley
Year 2. The Pier.
Two years. It’s been two years since I saw his smile, heard his laugh, watched him love on our boys- love on me. It feels like a...
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Heather Moxley
Grief Brain
A couple weeks ago, I was looking at my Timehop App and saw pictures of my oldest and middle son’s playing baseball last year. Saw their...
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Year One
Daddy, ‘You can be scared and brave at the same time.’ I’ve said this to our children since they could understand - to dig deep within...
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Keep Going.
I haven’t written in a really long time. Following Matt’s passing, we were fortunate to have the gift of time. Four months, to be exact....
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Happy Heavenly Birthday - tomorrow
Daddy, In a million years, I could’ve never imagined we’d be ‘celebrating’ your birthday without you. We got helium balloons to send up...
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Turning 3
Our youngest son turns 3 on Sunday. He is blissfully unaware of what happened to him, to us. His young state of peaceful oblivion is what...
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Our anniversaries
September 2nd was our dating Anniversary. September 4th, our wedding. No doubt he would have had a plan for this weekend. We treated...
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My Kitchen
We had big plans for our kitchen. We moved into our home last fall and have made every inch of it our own- all except the kitchen which...
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Kelly’s Island
When the first baby comes, every little victory is huge. Taking a shower. Eating a full meal. Swaddling the ‘right way.’ Things that used...
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Pinchers
On Friday, a group of girlfriends and our families got together for our annual Summer Soirée. Girlfriends I’ve had since t-ball who have...
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Tahitian treat
It is no secret to anyone who knew Matt and I as a couple or from my writing that practical jokes were our thing. The downside to that is...
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Our boys
I don’t talk about our boys in great detail because I want to respect their privacy. This blog initially started as an outlet for me when...
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July 15, 2009
‘ Will you marry me?’ He said as he was on one knee with an extended arm and a trembling hand. I said ‘yes’ and he all but threw the...
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I Feel Home
‘I Feel Home’ by O.A.R. was one of Matt’s favorite songs as it was a tribute to his two down for life best friends. Every time it played,...
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Cleaning out my Closet
Matt was a big Eminem fan. An appropriate title for my life this week. He could rap with the best of them. A ‘Rap God,’ if you will. He...
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Real Talk
This reoccurring thought keeps coming to me, so naturally, I write. I want to acknowledge the danger of social media- this blog included....
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The Sound
December 19, 2013, we moved to Independence. I was six months pregnant with my Michael. It was wonderful being pregnant during the move...
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Bring the Heat
We started this game many years ago. Another sort of silent game, if you will. We were in Naples less than a week before he died- so...
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Heather L Moxley- Widow
I didn’t grow up wanting a big career or to have fancy things.. I didn’t dream of my wedding as many young girls do- I just knew my...
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Time
I wrote a Facebook post after my Dad passed about time being elusive. The one thing you can’t get ahold of no matter how hard you try. I...
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