• #9: Stroke-iversary

    #9: Stroke-iversary

    Two years ago today I had a stroke. I wanted to write something thoughtful about that experience, about all the trauma and tragedy and loss that has come our way in life and about how, even though I had a stroke at 34 years old and not even 18 months later my 37-year-old husband was […]

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  • #9

    Two years ago today I had a stroke. I wanted to write something thoughtful about that experience, about all the trauma and tragedy and loss that has come our way in life and about how, even though I had a stroke at 34 years old and not even 18 months later my 37-year-old husband was […]

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  • #8: When You Aren’t With Me

    #8: When You Aren’t With Me

    This last month has been a lot. A lot of traveling, organizing care for the kids, asking for help (which doesn’t seem to get easier). A lot of emotional energy. In four weeks we’ve flown to and from Toronto three times. I am beyond grateful. I’m also tired. On top of the increased trips to […]

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  • #8 – When you aren’t with me.

    This last month has been a lot. A lot of traveling, organizing care for the kids, asking for help (which doesn’t seem to get easier). A lot of emotional energy. In four weeks we’ve flown to and from Toronto three times. I am beyond grateful. I’m also tired. On top of the increased trips to […]

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  • #7: Love

    #7: Love

    Yesterday you told me you are having trouble getting into the book you’re reading. I told you I’m having trouble getting into my own head. It’s not a comfortable place to be most of the time, so lately I’ve been filling it with distractions and busy-ness and anything other than the thoughts constantly streaming through […]

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  • #7: A Love Letter

    Yesterday you told me you are having trouble getting into the book you’re reading. I told you I’m having trouble getting into my own head. It’s not a comfortable place to be most of the time, so lately I’ve been filling it with distractions and busy-ness and anything other than the thoughts constantly streaming through […]

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  • #6: L-I-V-I-N

    #6: L-I-V-I-N

    📷: @VartyCamera Eight months ago I sat next to Chris on a plane and watched him sleep. I studied his face and his eyelashes, I held his hand and looped my arm around his. I touched his thick, black hair. I cried. I thought about how I would never get to see his black hair […]

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  • #6

    📷: @VartyCamera Eight months ago I sat next to Chris on a plane and watched him sleep. I studied his face and his eyelashes, I held his hand and looped my arm around his. I touched his thick, black hair. I cried. I thought about how I would never get to see his black hair […]

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  • #5: A Rogue Wave

    #5: A Rogue Wave

    Chris is doing really well, the last few months especially. He feels positive and grateful. He smiles and laughs easily. As the entire country could see during Hockey Night in Canada After Hours, he is inspiring.  And when he feels positive I do, too. Mostly. Early on I was drowning in grief and sadness and […]

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  • #5

    Chris is doing really well, the last few months especially. He feels positive and grateful. He smiles and laughs easily. As the entire country could see during Hockey Night in Canada After Hours, he is inspiring.  And when he feels positive I do, too. Mostly. Early on I was drowning in grief and sadness and […]

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Kelsie Snow is a freelance writer, podcaster and storyteller. She blogs about her family’s life since her husband, Chris, was diagnosed with ALS in June 2019 and shares their story and other’s on her podcast, Sorry, I’m Sad. She lives with Chris and their two children in Calgary, Alberta, Canada.





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