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03/17/2026

How has it possibly been three years since I wrote these words? So long ago, yet so vividly fresh…

Today, in honor of Gianna her beautifully brave choice to end her earthly pain and fly free to another blissful dimension, please do something for yourself that makes YOU feel good, whole, and at peace…💜💜💜

From March 17, 2023…
This morning, just before 9:30, my brave little unicorn let me know that she was ready…I took her hand, and as she planned, we walked out into this warm, calm part of the ocean…As the water reached our waists, I picked her up, and gently guided her to her back, and then I lay on mine…And together we floated, hand in hand…I told her how much I loved her, how her light was so bright on this earth, but would shine even brighter in the spirit world…I told her how brave she is and how proud I am and that she was so strong, but that it was okay to stop fighting…And that going to the light was not giving up, but was her choosing bliss and comfort and stability over pain and a body that had served her well to travel and see the world and experience so much, but lately had been so hard to live in…I held her hand and I heard the countless spirits calling her name with pure joy at the idea of meeting her and sharing space with her…We floated until she was ready to go towards that light, and then, incredibly peacefully and without a single sound, or ounce of hurt left in her beautiful body, at 9:31 AM, my little hummingbird flew free…And now this mama will perch, with heart-wrenching sorrow, and peace in my soul, for my little one is no longer just surviving, but is thriving in a world of happiness that I cannot even fathom, but is exactly what she has envisioned and absolutely deserves. 💜

02/27/2026

“I turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath,
Before I start off again.
Driven on
Without a moment to spend
To pass an evening
With a drink and a friend

I let my skin get too thin
I’d like to pause,
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim —
Who learns to transcend —
Learns to live
As if each step was the end

Time stand still —
I’m not looking back —
But I want to look around me now
See more of the people
And the places that surround me now

Freeze this moment
A little bit longer
Make each sensation
A little bit stronger
Experience slips away…

I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes,
Let my defences down —
All those wounds
That I can’t get unwound

I let my past go too fast
No time to pause —
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain,
Whose ship runs aground —
I can wait until the tide
Comes around

Make each impression
A little bit stronger
Freeze this motion
A little bit longer
The innocence slips away…

Summer’s going fast–
Nights growing colder
Children growing up —
old friends growing older
Experience slips away…”

The words of the EPIC Neil Peart…Brought to life by his own masterful talents and that of his equally brilliant bandmates, Alex Lifeson and Geddy Lee…

Our driving music on the way to Lukas and Isadora’s weekly therapy session today…And the impetus for my ever-flowing tears as I sit in the lobby waiting for them…Reflecting on the double-sided coin of grief and gratitude…

Thinking about the day this photo was taken—an idyllic afternoon in early March, spent with my family in the woods gathering maple sap, engaging in a legendary snowball fight that resulted in a mom-playing-videographer ambush and a stray sphere of snow perfectly and hilariously landing in Giacomo’s pocket—the day before Gianna was captured by her first bout of pneumonia, the true beginning of her earthly end…

If only time had stood still on that day…If only something could have been done to freeze that moment a little bit longer…To make the experience of her life a little bit stronger…Instead of slipping away…💔😭❄️🕰️💜

01/26/2026

A year ago today, the Divine Spark known as Giacomo Steven Naylor, returned to his home…

My words that day…

The reason that there isn’t a word in the English language for a parent who has lost a child is that there are no words to explain the hollowness that is left by having a hole in your heart that is significantly larger than the size of the heart itself, as it takes the shape of your cherished offspring…or in my case….now, as of 2:28 this morning, January 25th, 2025…two gaping cavernous pits—the one first imprinted by my sweet Gianna nearly two years ago on March 17, 2023 and one by her best friend and equally wise, courageous, unique, inspirational, curious, loving, and kind big brother, Giacomo.

As he planned and envisioned for his transition from this earthly existence, in the wee hours of the morning, G strapped on his personal spiritual “jetpack” and headed for the 5th dimension, in his truest form—incredibly rapidly, as the “flight risk” that he has always been, taking off without much warning, save for one final exhale with only me by his side, while his beloved siblings, Lukas and Isadora, grandma, Kathy, and chosen family, Dianne and Dylan all were resting nearby, also surrounded in the love of this community of Sedona which we have very instantly become a part of, and the amazing web of support that has been woven around us.

In the days and weeks prior to today, we had talked a lot about how whenever he was ready, all he needed to do was to tell his powerfully strong body to fully free his Divine Spark spirit and flip that switch from the life he knew here to the infinite wisdom, consciousness, joy, love, light, and bliss waiting for him…And to be sure to take Gianna along for the ride, as she’s definitely been so very, very close, hanging out just on the other side of the veil, patiently waiting for him whenever he was ready…

And so it happened…just as it was supposed to, perfectly in sync with the lyrics to the song playing at the time of his transition, a cover of the Van Morrison classic, “Days Like This”….

“When it's not always raining, there'll be days like this
When there's no one complaining, there'll be days like this
When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch
Well, my mama told me there'll be days like this”

And now this mama and her two littlest ones will rest, in the hammock of love from so many, near and far, from this world to the very distant one where two very bright lights are twinkling together, once again.

12/12/2025

A year ago today, I stood in Giacomo’s room and made final preparations and last-minute packing adjustments as we loaded up and embarked on G’s Last Stand—-the “Road Trip of a Lifetime” and his final earthly rendezvous. Though I had already come to grips with the fact that his days were numbered, and we had a full trip planned that included him arriving back home, as I stood by his bed, prepping things, I remember very vividly the moment that I KNEW he would never again grace this house with his presence, once we walked out the door and hopped into Fortuna, as cameras were rolling to capture the incredible and courageous story of how he was choosing to spend his remaining bits of life as we know it, which captured said moment in this screenshot…

Normally, when we traveled, I would make sure that we were set up for success upon arrival home, and that always included having a fresh set of circuit parts on his ventilator and everything clean and in order to minimize post-vacation stress. On the afternoon of December 11, 2024, I started to reach for those parts out of the supply drawers under his bed, and then I stopped myself…. Because I knew….I KNEW there would be no need for a clean ventilator when we got home… Because there would be no Giacomo coming home with us to use it…

I KNEW in my core and deep within my spirit that remains connected to his and to Gianna’s that we would depart with four of us left in the earthside Naylor clan, and be down another member whenever it was time for us to return, having no clue that it would be two months later or how any of it would evolve…

I KNEW, just as I KNEW starting when he was two years old that something wasn’t quite right and began the arduous, tenacious, and medically abrasive journey of trying to figure out what that something was…a journey of 4 1/2 years.

(This is the part where I have to set the record straight, just in case any of you decide to rewatch the video that WCCO aired and have/had questions… In our initial interview about a week before we left, in a swirl of emotions, I misspoke and said that I had known for 18 years that I was going to outlive my kids… I immediately corrected myself and said that I had known for 14 years that I would likely survive beyond them, but we had been on the journey of Giacomo’s medical situation for 18, as I included the time spent being dismissed by doctors, multiple misdiagnoses, and countless curious musings without any answers…However, WCCO ran with the mistake, and subsequently, a bunch of internet trolls got a hold of it, and came up with this notion that I was some kind of “psycho” who knowingly had children with a disease that I knew was fatal, which was NOT true, as we got the diagnosis when I was seven months pregnant with Isadora, got Lukas and Gianna’s diagnoses the day after she was born, and Isadora’s diagnosis two weeks later…. I hadn’t intended to give the trolls any attention, but just in case anyone has questions as to the timeline, there it is.)

Back to the more important part of this little stroll down memory lane…

G’s Last Stand was beyond anything that I could’ve ever imagined for him and for our family. I want to once again extend unlimited and immeasurable gratitude for everybody that contributed to the trip, supported our journey, followed along, and continues to do so. There are some big things in the works for me as I near the end of my doctoral program and one of the plans is to create a “G’s Last Stand” fund as part of our nonprofit organization, My-Vida, to help other people at the end of their earthly time have the opportunity to create as much peace and joy as possible, in whatever way suits them. Stay tuned for all that, but in the meantime….

LOVE with reckless abandon, take NOTHING for granted, LIVE your life, and when the s**t hits the fan, be on the lookout for a red tailed hawk, channel some inner G and…

STAY FIERCE! 💙💙💪💪💙💙

10/02/2025

So, I guess National Sons Day was a few days ago and like of my life right now, things like that slip through the cracks of my foggy, grief-stricken brain pretty easily unless I see someone else’s post or am reminded me of a memory on the socials🙃

But also, in keeping with my ever-tardy form, here’s my late post honoring my two sons … I started to go back and look for photos of them together, which is when I realized I actually did that the last time it was Sons Day, and instead wanted to find some of their last days together… Sure, there were a few good ones, but then I remembered that there was this amazing photo shoot that we had when we were in Florida on G’s Last Stand, a gift from a complete, but amazing, stranger Lisa, with LT Photography, who just wanted to help capture what we knew would be our final professional pics together as a family…

Overall, the generosity extended to our family on G’s Last Stand was beyond overwhelming, and as a person who is obsessed with photos of my kids, this gift was incredibly extra special to us… I’ve actually felt bad because I haven’t ever fully shared all the pics from this amazing shoot, and given Lisa a proper shout out, so stay tuned as the rest of them are coming…

But for now, I’m just going to sit here with tears in my eyes—both of grief and gratitude—and think about how lucky I am as a mother to have been graced with two such extraordinary spirits to take on a physical body, if even for just a while, so that I could have them as my sons… The two of them are so unique, yet so similar, and I must say that just like Isadora took on a lot of Gianna’s tendencies when she made her epic transition in 2023, Lukas has done the same for Giacomo…

His hugs are a little bit tighter and more frequent, his curiosity is even wilder, his sense of humor continues to grow ever more sarcastic and dark (some of which, of course is from me 😉,) his feistiness and self-assuredness is ever-present, and the PURE LOVE that absolutely POURS from his Divine Spark can only be described as other-worldly, undoubtedly influenced by his big brother (and sis) who’s up there in the fifth dimension now, keeping watch over us all…💙💚💫💜🩷🥹

09/27/2025

”Being a mother is learning about strengths you didn’t know you had, and dealing with fears you didn’t know existed.”…

I shared that quote six years ago, as my life was a mere four months in to what would become a complete implosion, explosion, multi-level tragedy, rebirth, transformation, transcendence, grief pit, and beautiful disaster all wrapped up in one… And when I look at that photo of the five of us on our front steps, embarking on, yet another, new chapter in our journey, I truly had no clue about what was to come. But soon enough, and over and over, I had to look so many fears directly in the eye and basically tell them to f*@& off, as we rode through the tumultuous storm that was our life…

A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon this other quote…

“The truest ride-or-dies are your kids...They’re the ones who saw your whole world fall apart, helped you pick up the pieces, and never even realized they were doing it.”

And really when I look back and all we’ve been through, all were presently going through, all the things that we anticipate coming, and all that we cannot, sure I guess I’ve had strength in all of this, but I have also had the absolute BEST ride-or-dies a person could ask for…

These four extraordinary humans have seen me at my absolute best—silly, joyful, blissful, and elated —and my unfathomable worst—belligerent, exhausted, shattered, and heartbroken…

And through it all, they have been by my side and/or connected to my spirit, motivating me in every aspect of my existence, keeping me grounded, providing unconditional love that truly is supposed to be reserved for a parent to give a child, opting to reciprocate the unwavering adoration I have for all of them…

And even though I know at some point, the time will come when I don’t have any of these amazing humans to physically walk with me on the path, I am certain without question, their Divine Spark spirits will continue to ride with me until I die my own earthly death, offering me perpetual strength, as I encounter more struggles that I cannot imagine at this point, and helping me to tell fear to keep f*@&ing off…

(And also maybe not even realizing that they’re doing it ☺️💙💙💚🩷💖💫)

09/25/2025

Another walk down memory lane…

Daughters—Yes…Siblings bonded eternally, first by earthly breath, life, existence, and death, and infinitely by the immense love shared between the three of us—Undoubtedly…There is no measure of the gratitude I am filled with to have had the earthly time together, with the two best daughters that ever existed, and to know they will both live on in the their light, wisdom, consciousness, and love, in all the dimensions 💜🩷💖💫💫

From 9/25/23

It’s National Daughter Day…Like all the days right now, it’s full of so many feels…But today I decided to let the joy and gratitude overpower the grief and sadness…

Very few mothers will have the opportunity to experience their daughters being present with one another as they enter and leave the physical world…

Having the honor to witness the immeasurable and powerful beauty of those moments, along with all of the laughter, love, compassion, and connection between them in the years, months, weeks, days, and minutes that occurred between Gianna welcoming Isadora as she took her first breath and Isadora holding Gianna’s hand and sitting with her (and me) for nearly 10 hours after she took her last breath…

Well, that’s nothing short of magic. 💜🥰💜🥰👩🏻‍🤝‍👩🏼

09/10/2025

“Prepared. But never ready.”

Those were my own words on the morning of January 25, 2025, though I truly didn’t remembering uttering them, in my hazy grief-laden state of shock as I passed my beloved son, Giacomo Steven, off into the compassionate and caring hands of Greer’s Mortuary of Sedona in Sedona, AZ.

Up until the wee hours of this morning, those words and my tearful yet practical final thoughts were but a mystery to me… I knew that there were many photos and videos hiding in plain sight in my phone, though I was not ready to view them, taken by others as I lovingly honored my son’s postmortem wishes, in the way that I knew he would have adored and been simultaneously amused by, as moments of dark humor crept in to the dim shadows cast by my broken heart that sacred morning…

And had it not been for me checking my Facebook memories in my state of insomnia last night, seeing that a year ago today, the eve of Giacomo’s “Homeiversary” from our 4-month ordeal in the ICU back in 2019, I was not celebrating at all, but rather bawling my eyes out thinking about my final moments with my feisty angel of a daughter Gianna Rose Lilly…Well, those unprocessed feelings of grief would have remained locked up for the time being…

But instead, I sobbed and spent more than two hours going through every single video and photo taken on the morn of January 25, as darkness faded into light, watching some of them multiple times, including one that I have shared a couple of screenshots of, that I’ve easily watched over 25 times in the last 20 hours…The one in which I state “Prepared, but never ready.”—The same words that I have said to hundreds and hundreds of expecting couples over the years about the upcoming birth of their baby… because death is truly just the opposite of birth, two side sides of the same coin…

Of course I would like to share the entire video so that people can stop walking away and hiding from loss, and see what real, raw, unadulterated grief looks like, but that’s probably not welcome in this space…However, if you’re so inclined and would like to see the incredible impromptu video that my youngest son, Lukas, took as we said goodbye to his brother, I will happily send it to you if you shoot me a message… You’ll likely cry, but I think it will be worth it to get a glimpse of humanity in action.

And as my day has been filled with even more tears, I also have found some moments of glimmering light…The gratitude for those who have stuck by me and shown up when others have slipped away as the days since Giacomo’s epic launch become a distant memory to so many, yet remain ever-palpable to me….The gratitude for the two earthly children that remain by my side, a place of perpetual grieving and volatility that isn’t always so easy to nestle up against…

And I am irrefutably adorned with gratitude for each life-filled breath that all of us take in…Each exhale, never promised to be followed by another inhale…and never to be taken for granted….💜💔💫💙💔💫💚🩷💖❤️‍🩹

09/09/2025

As you may know, I am a mama to some very special kiddos and also a student working on my doctorate in public health (DrPH) at Tulane University with a focus on mental and physical health outcomes for those living with and caring for individuals with chronic illness.

I am wondering if any of you know someone (or perhaps that someone is you!) who would be willing to talk with me briefly about their journey for a project I am presently working on for one of my classes in advocacy and equity. I am looking for parents/caregivers living in Isanti and Hennepin counties who have had a child admitted and discharged from any of the metro area pediatric ICUs, preferably in the last 12 months, but it can be longer as well. I can meet in-person or virtually, whichever is easier for you. Everything will be kept completely confidential, and I can’t offer any compensation, unfortunately, but your responses will be vital to help improve care and lives for those who have spent time in the ICU!

(This particular ask is very specific, but I will have lots more opportunities in the future, as my work evolves, as I firmly believe that the voices of caregivers and family members like us need to be centered at every conversation :) So please let me know if you’d be interested in talking more with me in the future, if you have a story to share about you or your loved one’s time in the ICU, NICU, or PICU, even if this particular ask doesn’t pertain to you.)

Thanks in advance!! And PLEASE share this, as I’m not having much luck getting in approved in local groups that I’m part of! (Picture of my amazingly special kiddos, two still living and two still with us in spirit, and me for attention!)

08/06/2025

Happy World Breastfeeding Week, y’all!!! I’m thrilled to announce I’ve taken on a new little gig and will be back in the hospital, here and there! I’m so honored to be part of an amazing team at Hennepin Healthcare and have even greater opportunities to serve more families and help them achieve their personal infant feeding goals! 🤩

(And yes—I’m still offering in-home and in-office visits too!!) ☺️

08/01/2025

Bereaved Parents Awareness Month Day 31…

July is Bereaved Parents Awareness Month. Just as I did last year at this time, for my beloved and sweet Gianna 💜💖, I’m dedicating a photo each day to my uniquely magnificent Giacomo, taken on that day in amazing history of his life…It’s an important part of my grief journey to meander through memories with great intention each day, keeping alive and honoring G’s phenomenal Divine Spark and the mark he left on this earthly dimension… 💙💫✨🌟💙

July 31, 2010
-For this final share of this incredibly sacred collection of pics, I couldn’t decide between these two, so you’re getting a shot of both G’s fielding skills/looking cute at short stop and his batting prowess from one of his earliest baseball games…The guy always adored the sport, both as a player and a spectator, and he had big dreams to play for the Minnesota Twins someday…

Even though that was likely not going to happen, I never discouraged him from having that hope—-I did, however, remind him that if he did end up playing in the majors someday, he would have to get over the habit of watching his shadow while running the bases, something sadly not caught on camera back at this game from 15 years ago, but ever-etched in my brain and heart, as it was positively endearing to witness, albeit a good way to get distracted, slowed down, and likely contribute to an out 😅🥹😍⚾️💙

07/31/2025

Bereaved Parents Awareness Month Day 30…

July is Bereaved Parents Awareness Month. Just as I did last year at this time, for my beloved and sweet Gianna 💜💖, I’m dedicating a photo each day to my uniquely magnificent Giacomo, taken on that day in amazing history of his life…It’s an important part of my grief journey to meander through memories with great intention each day, keeping alive and honoring G’s phenomenal Divine Spark and the mark he left on this earthly dimension… 💙💫✨🌟💙

July 30, 2021
-The summer of 2021…AKA: The one where all members of the family became acutely aware of the importance of taking care of one’s skin, as I was at the very beginning stages of multi-year, multi-surgery, post-cancer facial reconstruction after a tiny bit of basal cell carcinoma turned out to not be so tiny…

During that time, I had to basically stay 100% free from any sun exposure, which absolutely put a damper on everyone’s summer fun…

However, as we tend to do in our little world, we didn’t let a little skin cancer ruin a good time and just found ways to enjoy life from the comfort of home, such as this pic from a mini spa day in the shade under the amazing awning that covers our back deck…

Clearly you can see that Giacomo was very okay with the day’s chill activities, and he loved the after-effects of the mask even more…So much so that he actually became quite a fan of the at-home facial after this first experience, which meant a lot more “DIY spa days,” but more importantly, even more opportunities to find pretty simple joy together without even having to step foot outside of the house…A house that now feels so empty without him and Gianna in it, but is also abundant with countless memories like this one…

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