One More Day. You Can Do This.

I’m here to remind you, you can do this.  It hit me as I was watching my daughter’s dance recital the other night. Seeing her so beautifully poised, smiling, flawlessly dancing across the stage- she was so grown up-my heart instantly sank as the tears fell silently. I loved watching her, but I couldn’t help… 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 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 dark,… Read More

We Can Do The Impossible

You guys, this is just a reminder, that you can do this. While on social media the other day, I came across a photo of another grieving mom, a woman whom I shared a weekend with at a grief retreat many years ago.  She was a mom whose heart had been shattered beyond recognition when… Read More

Ten Secrets to Surviving Loss of Your Child

I cannot tell you how many times I’ve heard… “I don’t know how you do it.” “I would go crazy if I were you.” “I couldn’t survive losing my child,” not to mention the comments many say quietly to themselves, secretly thankful it wasn’t their child. Let’s be honest.  I know many of you suffering… Read More

Finding the Real You After Loss

Recently during a conversation, a bereaved mother commented that in losing her child, she had found herself.  She had found the “real” her and she was proud.  These words spoke loudly to me, stirring up my soul, delving me into a time of self-reflection and introspect.     It made me think, maybe we don’t really… Read More

Reminder-Tomorrow Isn’t Promised

Do you ever get those subtle signs, those little hints like words that resonate within you, stirring something up deep in your soul?  I’ve learned that those are the things we should be paying attention to.  A group of my writer friends calls it the whispers, God’s whispers.  I’ve had more than a few of… Read More