What Would He Want?

Share - Recently I attended a funeral for a friend who passed away too early in life, leaving behind three beautiful children. One of her daughters bravely spoke on her behalf and stood before her mother’s mourners and simply said four words…

Be Still

  Share- My son laid on the stretcher with a team of EMT workers, firefighters, and police hovering over his lifeless body. It was very noisy and  lights shining from the fire truck and ambulances were disconcerting. I could hear…

Do Not Worry

Share - I remember his frail, weak and cold hands scooping up mine and he brought me in closely into his chest and said in a soft and faint voice “Do not worry.”  It was as if he had become privy to divine wisdom in the last hours of his…

Exposed But Rooted

Share - Soon after my son’s passing, I received two orchid plants. The most brilliant fuchsia flowers that I’ve have ever seen smiled at me every day. One day I looked up and realized that the root system was on the outside of the plant.…

He Watches Over Me

Share - How are you? Three simple words spoken innocently to me and in lightening bold speed can take a great makeup day and cause destruction that even mascara remover can’t fix. A landmine for the heart and one that I used to begrudge, as…

Feel Your Fog

Share - I remember being in the passenger seating watching my mother drive on a dark country road. We were coasting along and suddenly a dense and cloudy substance came into our path. I asked my mother what it was and she explained that this…

In His Arms

Share - Have you ever wondered where God is when you find yourself in the midst of a crisis? I most definitely have had those thoughts regularly since my son's passing. I believe that it was not a coincidence that my son’s first responder…

Shield My Heart

Share- Have you ever had emotions that were so raw that they scared you? That is what recently happened when I was triggered with overwhelming feelings which demonstrated that I had tiptoed into the anger phase of grief. Five months ago, we…

From Pain to Purpose

Share - A few months after our 18 year old's accident, my husband was rising to the occasion of life and having what one would describe as a “good day”. He had taken some time to exercise and was feeling a sense of accomplishment when suddenly…

Remember to Surrender

Share - In loss, I am discovering there are two paths that one can choose to embark on. One path takes us below the earth into the cavern of sorrow in which it is cold, wet and dark. The other trail is up the mountain of mourning and requires…