Baby girl, today you should be turning eight. Eight. It is unbelievable that I first held you in my arms that many years ago… …and even more unbelievable that I … Continue reading Eight
Tag: Pregnancy & Parenting After Loss
Six Years – The Impact
Six years ago today (at 9:05am) we said farewell to our beautiful daughter. That day, we went through the motions of implementing the decisions made months before – unwanted tasks … Continue reading Six Years – The Impact
Naming the Struggle
I’ve been struggling for months. Even worse, it has taken me until very recently to put a name to the struggle. About two weeks ago I figured it out and … Continue reading Naming the Struggle
New Playroom and Redemptive Joy
It’s been almost six years since I wrote this post about the playroom we created for Tori in the midst of medical appointments and uncertainty. It was a project of … Continue reading New Playroom and Redemptive Joy
Strength & Scars
Today Caleb broke the handle off of my favorite coffee mug. This mug was given to me while Tori was sick and I love that it has both giraffes and … Continue reading Strength & Scars
Day One after Ninety-Eight
Today was the first time in ninety-eight days that I was by myself with the boys all day long. Brennan returned to work on Friday but my parents were still … Continue reading Day One after Ninety-Eight
Lament and Joy
A friend recently asked me a two-part question that I have been pondering for days now. She asked: “How has your story of walking through lament – and joy in … Continue reading Lament and Joy
Expectations and Reality
I wrote these words exactly one month ago and I’ve been pondering them, again, over the past three days as we adjust to our new reality: I’ve been struggling lately … Continue reading Expectations and Reality
And if not, He is still good…
I have loved the account in Daniel 3 for many years, not because of the miracle it records, but rather because of the attitude and loyalty toward the Lord these … Continue reading And if not, He is still good…
Nineteen Months & Twenty-Eight Days
Sometimes I just don’t know what to say. I’ve had nearly twenty months to prepare and yet I’m still not sure what to write. I’ve felt some self-imposed pressure to … Continue reading Nineteen Months & Twenty-Eight Days
Even So, Joy 