The Son We Lost Is Safe In My Mother’s Heavenly Arms
One night when I was five, two men knocked on our door. They didn’t say much but handed my mother…
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One night when I was five, two men knocked on our door. They didn’t say much but handed my mother…
Continue ReadingWhen your mama goes to be with Jesus, time will stop. Completely. It will seem as if the world has…
Continue Reading“Honey, nobody can read your mind. You have to let people know what you’re thinking.” “Make sure to always have…
Continue ReadingMy mom always knew things before me—she had the uncanny sixth sense to anticipate what was coming. So it shouldn’t…
Continue ReadingWhen a mother dies, people often say “she’ll always be with you” or “she’s your guardian angel now.” I even…
Continue ReadingI never pictured myself without my mama at only 26 years old. I never saw a life when I couldn’t…
Continue ReadingI woke up and saw a missed call from the hospital. I called her room, no answer. I called the…
Continue ReadingNo one is really ever prepared for loss. Moreover, there is no tutorial on all that comes with it. Whether…
Continue ReadingWe drive by a hospital. It’s not the one my mother was in, but it still brings the same sting…
Continue ReadingTo the average person, it was a typical Wisconsin Friday in October—wet, dreary, and a bit nippy. To my wife…
Continue ReadingEveryone has heard about the five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Society often assumes the stages…
Continue ReadingMy daughter wobbled toward me in silver, square-toed go-go boots, one heel dislodged and flopping against our hallway’s faux wood…
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