Its not about the hair...
The spring & summer of 2015 held a whirlwind of changes for our family. We were full force in The Gathering Place yet something didn’t seem right. Mark & I had discussed (actually Mark discussed, I nodded) moving in the past but I really was never really ready to say goodbye to Sarasota & all the memories that this small…
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When I chose to stop writing after Emma passed away, I chose to close off a part of my heart from the outside world that I thought no one would want to hear about. I chose to be content with sharing my story with those who asked instead of the entire world. I chose this for me. I chose protection,…
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I wrote this post back in August of 2006. Sitting here, reading it again, I can’t describe the feelings of joy mixed with heartbreak. I so very much miss her little broken body. But then I remember the words that I wrote in this post and realize that my life long prayer for my sweetly broken Emma Grace came true…
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In church last Saturday night, Easton lead the song “Sweetly Broken” by Jeremy Riddle. The words really spoke deeply to my heart, and got me to think about what it means to truly have a broken heart, but more importantly what it means to be completely surrendered to Gods sovereignty. He is faithful to do just what He says He…
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Taking a break, breathing in the fresh air around me…. did wonders for my perspective and my soul. I was reminded that life really does have meaning, even after a loss. That I “can” do this hard thing with out her. That I am still here and that my family story is not one of heart break and loss, but…
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It has been many moons since I last wrote on this blog. Nothing really major as happened, life moved on its normal course through the summer. I held a stiff upper lip through the births of friends babies, while silently screaming crying that life is just not fair. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t miss the…
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