Its not about the hair...
As I sit in front of the fireplace far away from home, I am reminded that it is okay to just stop. I relish this time spent with myself, yet do not take it very often because of all of the "me" my life takes away. I think about last Christmas, when she was here. I remember now, her laugh and silly … [Continue reading]
When I came across this quote, I had to ponder on it for awhile. I had to let it soak in and drench my spirit. I had to be still and let the Lord whisper it in my ear. We were at our dear friends house Monday when the wife asked Mark and I were we were in the grieving process with Emma. We both … [Continue reading]
Yesterday evening Mark and I went back to the hospital where Emma passed away. When I looked over the Skyway Bridge and saw the ACH sign, I lost my breath. A flood of emotions came over me all at once. I longed to see my second family again, yet dreaded going into the room where she passed away. … [Continue reading]
We all have had hard "things" in our lives. My "thing" is no greater or less than your "thing". My hurts are no greater or less than your hurts. Yet, what we do with those "things" and those "hurts" can define us here on earth. When Mark and I were told about Emma before she was born, our … [Continue reading]
This Thanksgiving season brings with it a lot of sadness for our little family. It will be one of the many "firsts" that we will be experiencing as a family of four, not five. When I think about that, my heart sinks. When I think about how much she loved pumpkins and turkeys, I can't help but to … [Continue reading]
It has been 7 months since I touched your skin and kissed your forehead. It has been 7 months since I watched you sleep and counted your breaths. It has been 7 months since I saw your blue eyes and ran my fingers through your hair. It has been 7 months since I told you goodbye... I have … [Continue reading]
