Helping. Healing. Caring.
Mornings suck. Especially this one, since I woke up crying AGAIN and just didn’t want to get out of bed. But as I lay there, drifting in and out of sleep, I could hear the sounds of Charley & Max, dumping legos on the floor, inventing in their room, laughing as they enjoyed the freedom of […]
“go back to that place, you know, the one where Mercy & Sam’s bodies are?” Umm…I was speechless for just a minute, then recovered enough to try and give that sweet little 6 year old boy an answer that would make sense to his confused mind and broken heart. To say today was difficult might […]
His whispers calm those last regrets.Sammy’s scent on a bumblebee pillow,tears falling like the leaves of a willow.butterflies flitting here and there,memories, memories, everywhere.cardinals resting in the trees,shattered dreams drop me to my knees. words of wisdom from God Most High,to my beaten, broken heart, a lullaby.the healing power of His Holy Grace,evident in every […]
that’s what is in the driveway of our new house. A house I never wanted, in a place I wanted to come back to in 3 years. When we were done at Parris Island and ready to start yet another USMC adventure. With all FIVE of our kids. When they called on Friday […]
is how I start most days lately. As the shock has worn off, I’m like a wound with no scab-constantly bruised by the littlest reminders. This morning it was Max being funny and eating his cereal like a dog…it reminded me of the pudding eating contest at the Chocolate Festival that Mercy tried so valiantly […]
to hold them. Im consumed by a burning desire to read them a book, sing them a song, brush their hair back, clip their little nails, hear their giggles and sweet voices…but I can’t even look at their pictures. But I SO desperately want to. NEED to. I want to sit and watch every […]
because we moved. AGAIN. 4th temporary house in 2 months and 10 days. It also happens to be the 2 month mark for my close pal, Cassie, in the loss of her son, Noah. The fact that we are walking this journey together seems so surreal that I can’t even find the words to describe […]
despite the joyless pit I’m in.Those around move on with their days,as I’m reminded in too many ways,that MY days will forever feel wrong,and my time till I see them again too long.My heart is fractured and filled with pain,although-my loss is Heaven’s gain.Watching the dreams of other’s fulfilled,observing how their lives they will build,crushes […]
when we are so painfully reminded of death? In the darkness, I slowly crawled out of sleep this morning, painfully aware that on this 2 month anniversary of Mercy & Sammy’s home going, it is also the day my husband would normally “celebrate” his birth. My husband. The man I’ve held as he has cried […]
are my nighttime companions lately. Blue Bear was Sammy’s favorite buddy that he commandeered from Charley several years ago and Teddy was MY Kringle bear that Mercy discovered in a box some time ago and just fell in love with. There was no travel completed, no nighttime endured and no snuggle time complete without those […]