People say, “I’m so sorry your baby died.” And while that is true… it barely scratches the surface. Our story isn’t just that our son was here, and then he wasn’t. It was the moment he was born and couldn’t breathe the way he should. It was being told he’d be okay… only to be rushed by ambulance to another hospital where suddenly he might not live. It was walking into a children’s hospital with staff lined along the halls, and still having no answers. It was hours of waiting while machines...

When a child dies, the world rallies around the parents. Meals show up. Cards pour in. People ask how mom and dad are holding up. And that support matters -- it really does. But there is often someone sitting quietly in the corner of that grief who does not get nearly the same attention. The surviving child. The brother or sister left behind. Sibling loss is one of the most underresearched, underserved areas of childhood grief. And at Blessings for Barrett, it is exactly who we exist for....

There is an ongoing debate about artificial intelligence—its ethics, its risks, its impact on creativity and memory. But for parents like me, who have buried a child, AI doesn’t exist in the realm of controversy. It exists in the space between what is and what will never be . It exists in the aching gap where photos should have been. This time of year makes those gaps louder. The holidays carry their own kind of gravity. Every ornament, every string of lights, every Christmas card photo...