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The Pandemic of Grief

It’s shocking and heartbreaking to see so many families hurting and I can’t help but contemplate the effects of grief on our current society. Realizing that everyone’s grief journey is different, I do think there are a few things that I have learned on my own journey that I’d like to share.

What Would I Change?

As the 1 year mark of Sarah’s entry to heaven is here, I’ve found myself reflecting a lot about our journey. I think it’s normal to question our decisions that we made, as they pertain to someone that we’ve lost. Honestly, when you’re grieving, thoughts of your loved one are never far, but I’ve beenContinue reading “What Would I Change?”

At His Feet

It was good to share with you again last week. I appreciate each and every one of you that takes the time to read what I write. Like any piece of art, it’s so personal. However, art is a personal expression that is meant to be shared. So thank you for letting me share withContinue reading “At His Feet”

Things I’m Learning…

I’ve been feeling quiet in my spirit. I know it’s because I’m processing so many things all at once: it’s almost been one year since Sarah’s death, trying to parent and support a 14 year old who is also dealing with grief and so much change,

Regarding Courage

I know what courage is…
I’ve sat in a room and watched my 14 year old hear that she has cancer.
I know what courage is…
I’ve watched children sit still as they’ve been poked, examined, and had to endure hard procedures.
I know what courage is…

I’m a “Tree Hugger”

While we live on this earth, our grief is always going to be on us, but someday…It will be thrown into the depths of hell, along with the enemy, death, cancer, suicide, depression, and all the other things that came with sin.

Inside My Head

I’ve been thinking about this post for a while. God has been prepping me, prodding me, and encouraging me to let go of any fears that I have about it. I’ve always said that aging people lose their “filters” because they are more comfortable with themselves and they just don’t care what other’s think about them anymore. I wish I could be more like that. I confess that I want people to like me and be comfortable around me so, that’s where the struggle has been…

Sweet 16

Tomorrow is your birthday.  Such a special day to us and always celebrated, but this year it feels so different.  I still want and need to celebrate you, but there is such a cloud of grief still hanging over my head because I just ache to be near you… to hear your laugh, see your smile, and look into your eyes.  What I wouldn’t give to hug you!  That cloud lifts at times and I’m able to feel the warmth of the sun.  It’s helping. 

2:00AM Poetry

We claim, collect, and clutch As we gather much Staking our ground And settling down In our palace Like we’re the masters of our manors- Managing our estates When we should feel more like tenants Or do I dare say it- servants? Who carefully consider every gift, Every piece, Every thing, We’ve been given. It’sContinue reading “2:00AM Poetry”

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