We ran today for our kids. And I cried at the finish line. Continue reading
On my annual personal retreat, in the same area as this childhood photo, remembering Continue reading
(Warning: long nostalgic post!) Today would have been my mother’s 80th
birthday. And soon it will be 20 years since she left this painful world for her Continue reading
🎀 I haven’t posted much for Breast Cancer Awareness month because I post about it all year long (as it should be!) in memory of Mom💕. But in case you Continue reading
I think about Joseph and Hope every single day. Mourning and grieving with Continue reading
Mother’s Day 1986ish. I sure wish I had known then how little time I’d get with her. 🎀 #ihatecancer #missher Continue reading
Okay, everyone, this is your reminder to call your mom! Today it’s been 19 years since mine left this earth for her home in heaven and the world lost an amazing woman! I’d give Continue reading
Today’s Advent Word: PROMISE. On today, Mom’s birthday, I’m so thankful for the promise that I will see her again one day. #adventword #promise #advent2016 Continue reading
No. It’s not October or Breast Cancer Awareness Month. But I’m sitting here at the Breast Center waiting on my annual mammogram. I’ve been getting them Continue reading
I miss Mom so much…not just on this difficult day but every single day.
In this photo you can’t see mom’s right hand because when we would hug like this, she’d reach through and tickle me. She’s got a mischievous look on her face and, of course, my mouth is wide open! #goodtimes #bestmom #hugeglasses #college
Here is a great letter with perfect and heartbreaking insight on this day, what would have been our twins, Joseph and Hope’s 14th birthday. We have so much love for all our friends who have walked this same path. If you haven’t experienced this pain, but have friends who have, this letter might be helpful to you.
To lose a child is to lose the very heart and soul of you. It is overwhelmingly disorienting. It takes a long, long time to find yourself again. It takes a long time to grow new life around the chasm of such grave loss. It takes a long time to grow beauty from ashes.