Finding Joy and Contentment in the Ordinary
I wish… …you could have seen today with us. The sun was shining and perfect. The clouds were white and fluffy, just how you like them. I wish… … you could have come down the stairs like you always do, excited to see how we decorated for your special day. Bouncy. Hoppy. Giggling. Messy haired.… Continue reading I Wish…
Perhaps the most difficult of all endeavors in the grieving world is the idea of memories. You love them, yet you hate them. You cherish them, yet wish to not remember. You begin to create new ones, but only while looking back. Everything in life has a little bit of a bitter taste to it.… Continue reading Memories
When Peter and I were stationed in Germany, there were a number of times that we were able to visit the Alps. In fact, my favorite story to tell was the particular visit we had where for the small sum of about $6.50, we could take a carriage ride up the mountain. How romantic! Did… Continue reading Iceberg
" How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? forever? how long wilt though hide thy face from me? How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily?...Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death."~Psalm 13:1-3 Silence can be… Continue reading Silence
Dear Molly Dolly, It seems like only yesterday I laid eyes on you and fell madly in love. Those big brown eyes captivated the world and our hearts. I remember holding you and thinking you were perfect in every way. Your quiet, calm, and sweet spirit showed through from day one. Never one to cry,… Continue reading Molly’s Eulogy
I'm not sure why. That's usually how I start my thoughts when I begin to write. I don't know why I would share such intimate things. But as I sat here thinking what I was to write, many things popped in my head. Perhaps that is because my mind has not stopped thinking. In fact,… Continue reading Her Last Breath
The Eleventh Hour has come. We stand here, looking at the moment that we really have dreaded since the very night we heard the word "terminal". I've played different scenarios in my head, but there really was no way of knowing what this would look like. When Molly took a turn for the worse a… Continue reading The Eleventh Hour
Tonight, when the house was quiet, Sam and I had a moment. It was just her and I, sitting in the dining room, enjoying some quiet reading. Then, a song came on. There was a twinkle in her eye as I looked up at her. I knew what she wanted. As she reached out her… Continue reading Slow Dance
"It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD...He sitteth alone and keep silence, because he hath borne it upon him...For the Lord will not cast off forever: But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies."~Lamentations 3:26-32… Continue reading Whispers of the Heart
2014 brought many things. More than I ever imagined. Not all of which is linked to Molly's diagnosis, but mostly. Honestly, I can't remember much before June 17th this year. It would be a shame not to reflect on the year, looking at the good and bad, and seeing what we can improve on and what… Continue reading Lessons Learned in 2014
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