Can Christmas Be Merry After Losing a Loved One?

As I approach my 14th Christmas without Lydia, tears are still shed and my heart remains scarred. As I approach my 14th Christmas without Lydia, tears are still shed and my heart remains scarred.  I miss her with every grain of my being, yet I look forward to experiencing the joy and wonder of the season. Read More

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

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

The Ultimate Revelation of Faith

I didn’t really fathom the enormity of the meaning of Easter until after Lydia died, my adorable five-year old baby girl.   I knew absolutely nothing about death until July 16, 2008.  Prior to that, it was elusive to me. It was terrifying, and something I shied away from in every conversation that arose. Death was… Read More

Glimpses From God and Subtle Reassurance

And there she appeared. Adorably dressed in a pale pink jumper with white tights-embroidered on the front pocket was a hot pink and blue birthday present. Her golden locks framed her round rosy cheeks amplifying that mischievous yet loving smile. It was Lydia! The elation I felt when I picked her up and held her… Read More