• Grief Doesn’t Stop From 9-5

    February 16, 2016

    Normalcy wasn’t something I expected to hurt so much after losing our child.  By the time the casserole dishes from the funeral were cleared, it seemed everyone else went back to their lives. Meanwhile I was left in limbo. The ticking of a clock stung with every passing mark.  I willed time to stop, as moving forward…

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  • Holding Onto Hope

    January 19, 2016

    There was the smallest of gestures in our pew at church today that nearly brought me to tears. Our son, Noah, grabbed my hand, then his dad’s, and connected the three on his lap. In an instant, I was brought back to the beginning of our grief journey, shortly after losing Austin. It was something Noah did often…

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  • Austin’s Last Gift

    December 15, 2015

    An annual tradition my husband and I started, when we were first married, was to decorate the house the last weekend of November for Christmas. Back then, some friends and family thought it was too soon. But we’ve always enjoyed getting into the holiday spirit early and sprucing up the house before the hustle and bustle that…

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  • November Sun

    November 17, 2015

    A beautiful sunrise greeted me this morning, as I looked out our back deck. Many years ago, I learned to truly appreciate a sunrise. The light would wake me from my hospital bed, set up in the living room, where I recovered from a wreck that nearly took my life.  Each day, as the sun shone on…

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  • Who Is A Grieving Mother?

    October 20, 2015

    Who is a grieving mother? Does she look different from one who is not? Is her pain visible in the smile she sometimes forces… behind the eyes on the verge of tears? Can you see the aging her body feels from the trauma of loss? She’s one who still pictures herself from before the loss and is…

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  • Brother Bear

    September 21, 2015

    It was always our dream to have more than one child. I grew up in a home with sisters, my husband with all brothers.  We wanted our kids to have each other, a friend to grow up with and share for life. We tried for a few years to make Austin a big brother.  Ideally, we…

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  • Homesick

    August 18, 2015

    Then… 2009 I miss the way my home used to be. I’m homesick for that warm, familiar feeling you get when you walk through the door. No matter how long you’ve been gone, a home is meant to welcome and comfort you when you come back. I miss being greeted at the driveway with my…

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