Helping. Healing. Caring.
is how I feel today. Grieving your children when you have no home is beyond draining. Maybe it’s why I can’t seem to find my way in my grief. It’s so frustrating to feel aimless and without rest. I desperately want to see and hold their things, to sleep in my own bed, to wrap […]
to the sound of pouring rain. The world around me reflecting the state of my heart, the trees catching the tears of the heavens, the rumbles of my anger filling the sky. Dreary, dull, dark. I am frankly so angry at their absence today that I cannot put together a complete thought-So I simply prayed […]
without Mercy & Sam. While it seems as though the days have lasted 100 hours instead of 24, that each minute crawls by, my thoughts constantly consumed by the absence of my sweet beans, the month also appeared to speed by like an old movie reel on fast forward- tape flying everywhere, grainy images […]
in my arms I held him tight. So surprised was I to feel his hug,a deeper hole in my heart was dug. But blessed was I to see his face,to feel the love of his warm embrace.I pray Mercy will soon inhabit my dreams,giving me kisses and dancing in bright moonbeams.When morning comes I’ll still […]
was really all I ever wanted to be. But I really think it scared me for the longest time. That thought of being responsible for another human being. Being entrusted with a tiny little life, self, heart and soul. How on earth could I possibly do that when most of the time I didn’t seem […]
and magic potions. storytelling and silly notions, paper airplanes and lego cities, baby dolls, so itty bitty… learning our letters and penmanship, little hands I love to hold in my grip! Someday I’ll wish I’d recorded it all, for the memories by the wayside will fall. So now I’ll pen an epic ode, and reminisce […]
of an eye…years flutter by.littles are grown…seeds you have sown.waste not a second…for then you’ll regret it.little words spoken…sweet spirits, so open.eyes filled with wonder…love roars like thunder.the love of a child… Sammy…“Mommy, please won’t you biz up my pants?”“Is it real, Mommy? Or just pretend?”“Mommy, is there a ladder tall enough to touch the […]
WHAT?!?!?!?! I can hear your collective gasps as we speak. These gasps are peppered with anxious inquiries…YOU DEACTIVATED YOUR FACEBOOK ACCOUNT? WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING? IS IT FOREVER?HOW WILL YOU KNOW WHAT’S GOING ON? Well, let me tell you why & quiet the fears that I have lost my mind/will […]
and we survived. No one peed their pants. Only one was minus their shoes. I only forgot one thing and no kids. I didn’t respond with a snarky comment to ANY of the many who “blessed my heart,” and questioned whether they were all mine.I didn’t rip the face off the City Mac guy who […]
Who knew I’d ever again spend as much time coveting a night’s sleep as I once did with 3 babies? Seriously? I’ve done this… FIVE TIMES. And I don’t mean I’ve not slept for 5 nights. I mean 5 babies…with the twins actually counting as 10 babies. There is nothing quite like the sleep deprivation […]