Bereaved Parents Face the Pain of Fading Memories
Sitting cross-legged on the warm summer ground I comb my fingers through the damp grass. Every so often I grasp…
Continue ReadingA Gift for Mom! 🤍
Tag
Sitting cross-legged on the warm summer ground I comb my fingers through the damp grass. Every so often I grasp…
Continue ReadingI was considered an adult when my mom died. I was over 18 and no longer fit into the category…
Continue ReadingSeven years ago I was pregnant with you, my first baby. The excitement I felt when I saw that little…
Continue ReadingAlthough God doesn’t always shield us from our challenges, he does promise to transform us through them. If you’ve ever…
Continue Reading7:30 a.m. Cut the pill with the pill cutter. Crush the pill with the pill crusher. Carefully pour the pill…
Continue ReadingGrief is hard. I think about you all the time. At random times throughout the day. When something good happens…
Continue ReadingWhen you’ve lost a child absolutely EVERYTHING is hard. There are days that just getting out of bed can be…
Continue ReadingI didn’t embrace the term “rainbow” while pregnant with my son even though he is a rainbow in every sense.…
Continue ReadingIt’s in the vows: for better or worse. But, when those “worse” moments come, does that promise ring true? When…
Continue Reading“You are so strong!” “I can’t even imagine what you are going through.” “God needed another angel. She was too…
Continue ReadingI sat down the curling iron for the last time and looked in the mirror. It wasn’t a full-length mirror,…
Continue ReadingWhen your child dies, like my daughter Colette did, your world gets broken into two—the before and the after. The…
Continue Reading