Where are the instructions…to parenting?

It was our recent trip to the country's largest IKEA that prompted this blog! It was our first time walking through this monstrosity of a home goods store. We didn't think we were going to buy anything, we just wanted to walk around, but we grabbed a bag. By the time we got to the... Continue Reading →

They belong to me…

This week I celebrate my 53rd birthday. I always take this time to reflect on where I've been, where I am, and where I am going. I reflect on the goodness and mercy of God in my life I reflect on the life lived out loud in joy and in sorrow. I reflect on the enormous... Continue Reading →

Hold him…

There I was sitting across from my son getting ready to be as vulnerable as possible, not truly knowing how he would receive my heart.  And so, I leaped! I was nervous, but I needed him to know of my inner sorrow so that I could heal our brokenness.  And then it happened...healing and wholeness. We... Continue Reading →

My heart grew twice…

    Paul was barely a few days old.  Due to being a premie, he was not allowed to be out of the NICU for very long, and I wanted Rob to meet and hold his baby brother. As I gently placed Paul in Rob’s arms, I asked him, “how do you feel?” and immediately he said, “my... Continue Reading →

He’s not broken…

This week I struggled... You see the senseless tragedy of Wednesday, February 14, 2018, known as Valentine's Day and the celebration of Ash Wednesday for Catholics and Christians around the world, is now a date where countless of families will remember the loss of their child, their loved one. The irony of both, Valentine's Day, a... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room (Part 2)

When his name was called, we walked into the lab room.  They asked my husband to hold Rob in his lap and hold down his little arms so that they could draw a significant amount of blood.  My husband's legs began to shake, his tears just flowed as he watched Rob so quietly, without a... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room… (Part 1)

It was like any other 10-month-old check up.  We walked in, greeted all the wonderful staff and were escorted to our exam room.  We stripped Rob, the nurses weighed him, check his growth, and conducted his usual blood tests.  Nothing unusual, nothing exciting, but as new parents, everything was fascinating.  I recall my husband always... Continue Reading →

Grace Extended…​

Grace - (n) - mercy, clemency pardon It seemed unimaginable. First came the phone call. The voice on the other end, desperate, screaming, crying, scared. “Mom, please tell dad to hurry, I’m hurt, I am really hurt.” What! Where? How? Where are you? - All questions I asked out loud and tons more racing through... Continue Reading →

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