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Category: child loss
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It was November 27, 2002 and the clock had just turned past midnight. After a rigorous 24 hours of labor and nearly missing an emergency C-section, early this Wednesday morning my beautiful daughter Lydia Marie was born, weighing 8lbs 2 oz. and covered in a full head of dark hair. Heavily medicated and exhausted, I couldn’t believe…
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Sharing my post from last year…Love this time of year… With Easter right around the corner, I can’t help but think of my last Easter with Lydia. We had always enjoyed the sunrise service in the middle of the desert. There’s nothing quite like getting up at 4 AM, throwing the kids in the car,…
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We were on a boat and I could see the shore in the distance. A few old friends, some of Lydia’s old friends and me. No clue what we were doing there but it was nice to see everyone. Suddenly, the boat began taking on water and would soon succumb to the power of the…
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I’m very excited to announce a fabulous Christmas giveaway guaranteed get you in the spirit of the season. It has to do with delicious recipes and wonderful music. Interested? Read on…. I am a lover of recipes as it’s no secret I didn’t inherit the cooking gene from my family. Unfortunately, I was not blessed…
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My girl. Today is your 13th birthday. I can’t believe you would be a teenager. It’s hard to fathom that I am the mom to a 13-year-old. Where did the years go? To be able to celebrate with you, would be my first wish. To see your adorable smile, your mischievous glances and determined mindset,…
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Lately, I’ve been void of words, thus the absence of writing. My motivation declined as my scattered thoughts took root, all-consuming and coaxing me into replaying the memories from the “good old days,” over and over in my mind. You know the ones when you were a younger you, life was fabulous, your career was…