Anna Burgess Yang - Musings Out Loud

Anna Burgess Yang

Writer • Mother • Bereaved • Friend • Documentarian • Collector • Creative (she/her) 🦋🦋

The Colors Are Coming

The Colors Are Coming

No doubt Fall is here.

I Don't Expect to Arrive

I Don't Expect to Arrive

I think of everything that could go wrong.

Growing Up

I'm so proud of the person my son is growing up to be.

It's That Time of Year

It's That Time of Year

It is Nelle's birthday. And I have to give myself some grace.

Back to School

The first days of a new school year are always hard.

Five Years

My guilt became overwhelming. My daughter deserved a party and I blew it.

The Language of Losing Friends

The Language of Losing Friends

Preserving friendships: Knowing when to work hard and when to let go — that’s the difficult part.

I Still Cry Sometimes

I Still Cry Sometimes

Crying in my car was a reminder that no matter how much time passes, I always carry grief.

Fixing Things

Here I am. Trying to fix things. Trying to move, keep busy, and not let myself think too much.

A Quiet Day

Sometimes, when devastating things are happening in the world, I'll shut down.

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Lightning

Today I am numb. I have moments of intense grief, but I am also undeniably in shock.

Loss

If hell can exist on earth, then that's where I've been for the past few days.