guilt in grief – The SaMercy Fund

It’s kind of like expecting a deaf person…

| faith in grief, faith in guilt, God's grace, grief children, grief year 2, guilt in grief, Mercy McCawley, Sam McCawley, The SaMercy Fund, Tiffany McCawley

to understand sound. A color blind person to grasp what a rainbow looks like. A barren woman to understand the magic of a baby in her womb.Or an atheist to understand that denying the existence of God because you cannot physically prove He exists is a bizarre kind of reverse faith, based on the exact […]

a lightning rod in perpetual storm…

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| Charles McCawley, grief children, grieving a child, guilt in grief, Homeschooling, Mercy McCawley, Sam McCawley, Tiffany Lewis, Tiffany McCawley

in short-I seriously thought my husband got struck by lightning today. Not kidding. And I honestly felt like I wouldn’t even have been surprised. That’s really what our life has felt like for the last 9 months. A merry go round of sadness, frustration, fear, pain and complete crap-a** circumstances. One hurdle after another. This […]

There are holes in the floor of heaven…

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| Charles McCawley, child loss, father grief, grief child, grief children, grieving a child, guilt in grief, losing a twin, Mercy McCawley, Sam McCawley, survivor guilt, Tiffany Lewis, Tiffany McCawley

and their tears are falling down… I should have known they’d be with me. Someway, somehow, They always are. It’s my first visit to Tennessee since “the accident.” My first trip without my other half. My anchor. My Charles. The other anchor in my life, my other sweet Sammy, rode shotgun […]

Walking in my shoes…

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| child loss, father grief, grief child, grief children, grieving a child, guilt in grief, losing a twin, McCawley children, Mercy McCawley, Sam McCawley, survivor guilt

I read a poem recently about the shoes I walk in.The shoes I never wanted to wear-the ones of a grieving mother. And then I thought…What about HIS shoes? The grieving father and the shoes HE must wear? The man whose heart is just as broken as mine-yet he stands in the shadows with his […]