Grateful and Grieving on Thanksgiving

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 8 lbs 2 oz. and covered in a full head of dark hair.  Heavily medicated and exhausted, I… Read More

Seeing the Sweeter Side of Grief: Recognizing Rays of Sunshine for the Grieving Mama’s Heart

The day WILL come…   When you realize you haven’t cried in days When you are able to look at their photos and smile When you are so thankful to be their mom     When you feel a twinge of happiness amidst the tears, remembering how silly they used to be When you share… Read More

To All the Grieving Mamas, He Sees You

On those moments when you can’t get out of bed When the pain is so sharp this new life can’t possibly be real When you don’t recognize the woman in the mirror He sees you   When you are etched with wrinkles, appearing to age overnight When you have no strength to parent your other… Read More

The Hand in the Darkness That Held Me: The Heart of a Chaplain

Day in and day out, they put their own lives and families on hold, extending their hands to others. They are a shoulder to cry on, a gentle ear to listen. Irreplaceable servants that act selflessly comforting us during difficult times. They are seldom recognized and often overlooked until we are directly impacted.  Then, who… Read More

Yes, That’s My Scar-Let Me Tell You the Story.

Whether it’s the large scar on my leg resembling claw marks from the barbed wire fence when I was 17, the circular scar from the mole removed 15 years ago, or the jagged lines that reside on my upper arm from the car accident, scars tell stories of our challenges in life.   We remember the… Read More

Ten Years Later-What I’ve Learned After a Decade as a Grieving Mother.

July 16, 2018, marked ten years since our car accident-when a routine commute to work on a hot summer day, ended with my daughter gone and my son and I in the hospital. I remember clearly- it was nearly evening time that day and we were finally allowed to leave the hospital. I was heavily… Read More