I Will Prepare in Hope: Having a Baby Shower
I’ve written a little bit since finding out about the twins about how I’m afraid to hope. One thing I’ve relied on a lot since losing Felicity is letting others hope for me. Seeing their faith and hope...
View ArticleA Great Mother’s Day Weekend
I know it’s kinda late in the week to be posting about Mother’s Day, but I just wanted to share about the weekend. I had a lot of FUN this Mother’s Day! It started on Friday when Abraham told me he’d...
View ArticlePhotos for Grieving Families: Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep
My Nana (my great-grandmother), whenever we spent the night at her house, would lead us in our bedtime prayer: Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I...
View Article“You’re Missing”: Still, Three Years Later
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2Hayn1tNpE (via Karsten) My brother-in-law Karsten posted this song on 9/11. I couldn’t help owning it for today, Felicity’s birthday, three years later. The line that...
View ArticleDancing Under the Gallows: A Video Worth 12 Minutes
Somehow I ended up watching a video on Facebook last night. I don’t usually click on videos these days, because I don’t have time. But this 12 minutes was so worth it. Worth every second. And maybe...
View ArticleCome On Up to the House
This video is of our church worship team this past weekend covering an awesome Tom Waits song called Come On Up to the House. It was so stinkin’ good, I just had to post it....
View ArticleKissing the Sky
Last night, per Morrow’s request, Abraham was having wrestling time with the big boys. I positioned Whit’s bouncy seat in a place where he could safely survey the action. Cadence and I were in the next...
View ArticleI Made Me a Present (for you)
What do you give a dead child on a birthday, when everything parental inside of you wants to shower that child with sweets, excitement, gifts, delights? It’s been four years now, and I still have a...
View ArticleA White Horse for Christmas? Yes please.
I’ve mentioned before that music was unspeakably healing to me in the first months and years of grief after the death of our daughter. For some reason, Christmas compels me to share a couple. Maybe...
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