• {10 Years Later} Trying to Remember

    September 21, 2016

    It’s the little things. The details. It’s the sounds and smells and little moments that I can’t just can’t seem to pull up from the memory vault. I’m sure that’s normal 10 years after the birth and death of our son. In a few weeks, on February 24, I’ll be running a half marathon in…

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  • Is He Your Only Child?

    September 8, 2016

    “Is he your only child?” The million dollar question. The question that causes my heart to race more than anything else in the world. Even close to ten years after Charlie’s death and more than eight years after Henry’s birth, this question STILL gets me. There’s no textbook answer and no rule for what to…

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  • Sign From Our Children: Roses in December

    September 2, 2016

    God gives us memories so that we might have roses in December. ~ James Barrie ~ After Charlie died, my dear friend from college, Laura sent me a book that helped her through the loss of her first son in 1999. Laura’s story is a beautiful one that include love, loss, survival, perseverance and selflessness.…

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  • Comforted By Death

    October 3, 2013

    That’s an unusual title of a post, isn’t it? Are people really comforted by death? I think they can be sometimes. Last week, my grandmother died. She had a stroke a few weeks earlier and progressed from ICU to a hospice facility. Our family sat by her side, stroking her hair and whispering our love…

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  • Isolated Storms

    August 1, 2013

    It’s partly cloudy with a chance of isolated thunderstorms today. As I was driving home from work, looking at the sky as I came across Spaghetti Junction, I realized how much the sky on a hot summer day is like grief. I was in an area that was perfectly cloudless. The wind wasn’t blowing and…

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  • Dreams of a Tiny Casket

    July 5, 2013

    Yes, you read the title right. When I was pregnant with Charlie, I dreamed of a tiny casket. I dreamed about  weeping over a flower-covered, mahogany casket that was the size of a baby. I have nightmares even ten years later about foreseeing the death of my son. I must’ve been about 7 months pregnant…

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  • Enough Time: 10 Years Later

    June 14, 2013

    … Yes, Jesus loves me. For the Bible tells me so. It had been a cloudy, rainy and all around dreary week.  There were as many tears shed in the pediatric ICU of the hospital as there were raindrops that fell on Middle Georgia over the course of 3 days. Tests had been run. Checked…

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