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A Cup of Cold Water
Read more: A Cup of Cold WaterMy youngest made me cry today. After running errands, we stopped at Chic-Fil-A to get lunch. He had almost finished eating when we stopped at a red light. Next to us, there stood a man holding a sign asking for money. “Can you give him my water?” he asked. Without hesitation, I rolled down the…
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Scripture for the Hard Times
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Read more: Scripture for the Hard TimesThere is a level of deep grief and when we are in it, Scripture and platitudes do not help. Nothing seems to help. Four months after losing my precious son I am just beginning to emerge long enough to remember and hold onto some of God’s promises. May they encourage you.
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The Split
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Read more: The SplitThis day will take more strength than I thought, sweet boy. I pray it doesn’t take more than I have. Today is Mother’s Day and you aren’t here. Thankfully, your brothers and Grandma are, so we will celebrate. There is now a split in my Mother’s Day. I will celebrate with two children while grieving…
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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…
