erin ahnfeldt

Listening to Life

The Other Side of Pain

The Other Side of Pain

Apparently, smashing your thumb with a sledgehammer can be a win.  Who knew?  While doing demolition in my bathroom, I steadied the drywall with one hand while swinging a sledgehammer with the other.  Not my smartest move, but with each swing, the two-by-fours were...
The Healing I Didn’t Know I Needed (Part 2)

The Healing I Didn’t Know I Needed (Part 2)

After the suicide, I couldn’t see the broken pieces in me, much less put them back together.  The fog of questions only darkened the path forward until–a month after Mason’s death–I sat on a seven-hour flight to Calgary. My family and I circled up at our...