I Was Right
I've been reading through the blog we kept when G was waiting for his transplant. It is surreal. Sept. 30, 2010 I wrote all about his...
A Young Widow's Reflections on Chronic Illness, Loss, Grief and Faith
A Young Widow's Reflections on Chronic Illness, Loss, Grief and Faith
I've been reading through the blog we kept when G was waiting for his transplant. It is surreal. Sept. 30, 2010 I wrote all about his...
I feel angry. Furiously angry. Like it's welling up in my gut and has no place to go. There words feel too tame. I feel sick with...
There is a temptation in grief to romanticize the past. To divide your life into the categories of good (when your person was still...
Today would be 15 years of marriage. 15 years since we said I do. I've had this song in my head by Andrew Peterson since I woke up this...
She always treated him like a grandson. He always loved her like a grandmother. Maybe it's easier when you aren't related by blood and...
I realized today that I can't find my future while I'm running away from my past. Life has changed so much since G died - this is true. ...
My goodness, how is my boy finishing 2nd grade tomorrow? A grade that G wasn't here for at all. He's up to my shoulders now and growing...
I've spent 2.5 hours today crying and processing all that God is doing in my heart. My counselor says this is a landmark day. Like the...
Why is a big question. And it's one I don't like to ask. Because there aren't any answers on this side of Heaven. Why did G die? Why...
I'm sitting at Panera this morning and there's a couple outside the window. Neither are wearing wedding rings. Both are probably in...
I had an incredible husband. A really, really good one. He was not perfect. Of course not. His sin nature, his humanity, was all to...
It's Mother's Day again. My second without G here. I truly can't remember last year. What did we do? Did we celebrate? I feel sure...
I took my wedding band off of my right hand last night. And now I'm down to one ring. Later this week, I travel with my son to a country...
It's April. The month I've been dreading. The month I've tried to put off by looking the other way, not flipping the calendar to take a...
Shortly after G died, I began hearing the metaphor that grief comes in waves. It recedes and comes, recedes and comes, over and over...
We went to St. Thomas in January of 2020. I was so worried. So many things could go wrong. What if G got Zika? What if he had a health...
Yesterday I was talking to a friend about fear. Fears that I have for the future - for any changes that I might make. I look back and I...
Psalm 139 has been a favorite of mine since college - maybe even high school. In those years as I struggled with my identity, this Psalm...
2.0 People talk about finding your 2.0. Whether they mean your new life or a new person to share your life with, it's a common phrase in...
Here we are again. It's Valentine's Day. Last year it was on a Sunday. I doubt we watched the service online that week. Some days it...