Finding Joy and Contentment in the Ordinary
Seasons. Possibly my favorite part of our move from Florida to Virginia have been seasons. I didn’t realize how much I missed the variety, the colors, and the smells. I always found it amusing that in Florida we could decorate the front yard with blow up snowmen, fake icicles hanging from the rafters, and sticker… Continue reading Seasons
I have lost five babies in the womb. And not until recently have I understood the depths of sorrow that a miscarriage can bring to the heart. In our society, we are pressured and pushed to think that life in the womb is not nearly as precious and cherished as life held in our physical… Continue reading They Mattered
Collecting things is something everyone does. Some collect teacups, others collect sports cards, while others may even collect stamps. Collections represent more than just a group of things that we like. A set of dishes may not be much to someone, but to the one that holds them in their hands, it represents something beautiful,… Continue reading Precious Tears
So with this grieving thing, I am still learning as I go. Having lost before, I can say that this loss is so much different. I heard the quote that said: "What greater grief can there be for mortals than to see their children dead?"~Joan Didion I find this true. I am not belittling anyone… Continue reading One Call
Dear Molly, I thought of you today. I think of you everyday. Every minute, really, as I go about the "normal" things of the day. I say "normal" because really nothing is normal anymore. Since the day you left, my life line was severed and a new one began. Sure, some things are parallel to… Continue reading If I Could Write You in Heaven
I love it when I have plans to be all spiritual and mature and then WHAM! God decides it's time for me to stop faking it and get real for a minute. By now, most people know I am anything but proper, reserved, or got it all together. It's easy to be a mess in… Continue reading Honest Ramblings
Teaching long division is like going to the doctor for an amputation and finding out there are no numbing medications. I find myself often gazing at the wall, envisioning banging my head against it so that I can feel something other than fury and frustration. (Listen, I know I need Jesus. I'm working on it.)… Continue reading Remember
As we get closer to December 25th, the bells seem to chime louder, cookies pile higher, and the lights get brighter. We are blasted, from November 1st, with the reminder of what the average American thinks of when it comes to Christmas. I'm not talking about the birth of Christ. I am talking about the… Continue reading ‘Tis the Season
Picture the scene. A woman. Sick for all her life. Tormented inside. In a constant state of chaos. Then a Healer comes along. He is able to not only cure her ailment, but bring a new life, free from ever repeating such imprisonment. This was Mary Magdalene. The accounts in the Bible talk about a… Continue reading Through the Tears
Having been in the bereaved parent circle for a while now, I have come across a number of parents that seem to echo similar flaws in today's society when it comes to grieving, in particular, the grief of a parent. I, myself, have felt many of the same things these parents have. Yet, no matter… Continue reading I Am Your Worst Nightmare
