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Unappointed
Read more: UnappointedDear lady in the row in front of us at church today, Thank you for taking your baby out of his car seat exactly when you did. During worship, I watched you and your husband diligently checking under the blanket covered car seat. At an unappointed moment, you reached in and took him out of…
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The Gift I Never Asked For
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Read more: The Gift I Never Asked ForHolding Grief and Gratitude After Losing a Child Grief is a thief. She takes from every corner, yet sometimes she leaves quiet, involuntary gifts to families like ours. Sweet boy, while I am waiting for rebuilding to begin, if it ever does, I wonder who I will become. I will always be your mom and…
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Bed Rails
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Read more: Bed RailsGrief has a way of wrecking everything—including priorities. Apathy sneaks in just behind her. Nothing seems important. How can it be when you are gone? This morning Grandma said, Do I look like I care what the floor looks like? Sweet boy, the floors are not as clean as when you were here. Grandma kept…
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A Whisper from Heaven
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Read more: A Whisper from HeavenSweet boy, I drove one our favorite routes today. The road has taken some damage over the years. So have I. The view, however, was ever the same. Grandma and Aunt Dolly went to see a friend from church play at the Batesville Market. It isn’t the kind of place we would have taken you.…
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The Direct Line
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Read more: The Direct LineSweet boy, last night I went to check on Grandma as she was in the garage, re-organizing. She has always loved projects but since you left, they are her lifeline. For her, Grief is temporarily hidden by keeping busy. There isn’t enough busyness in the world, though, for Grief to remain quiet. Every morning I…
