Loss & Grief

Over the Falls

Over the Falls

Letting go was what I most wanted. But in order for that to happen, I had to stop controlling everything and allow myself to go over the metaphorical falls.

Wait for the Morning

Wait For The Morning

I can’t tell you that your problems will be gone tomorrow, next week, or even next year, but I can tell you that God is right in the middle of it all.


Zichro I’brakhah

God has placed eternal and lasting value upon each of us that does not end with the passing of years or with the location of our physical bodies.


Sin, Restoration, and the Church

If not for the few who stood by me in love – without ever confusing their love for me with their acceptance or approval for my sin – I may not have found my way back to God.


Bless the Beasts and the Children

When I was five years old, our beloved black and white Cocker Spaniel dog, Candy, became terminally ill. One day, my dad took her with him on a car ride. She never returned. My dad made the decision, urged by a veterinarian, that Candy was too sick to recover. He determined the only compassionate and…


Into the Light

Looking out the window of my overly-packed minivan, I was struck by the beauty of the light as it hid in the dense trees closest to the road — and by its significance. Just beyond the darkness, the light speckled the trees, shining tiny rays on sun-thirsty leaves. And just beyond that, full, warm, inviting…


Loss Observed

English poet Robert Southey wrote, “The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.” The film Courageous uses an adaptation of this quote as the pastor in the movie says to a grieving father, “I’ve heard it said that…


The Peace Bubble

Walking into the hospital, a multitude of memories rush in, swept in with the breeze from the revolving doors. The dimly lit hallway leads to large corridors that snake through the building, paths to different centers in the building. All lead to places of help, healing and birth. I’ve been here twice before, both times…


Booties for Elijah

I found them today as I tackled the long overdue project of cleaning out the closet. There, still in the gift bag, long forgotten, were the perfect little bunny rabbit booties my best friend had knitted for our baby. She made them and gave them to me immediately after I told her we had finally…


Heading Home

I settled down into seat 34G, disappointed that I didn’t get the aisle. Well, I guess it was to be expected, considering I had only booked my flights from South Africa to the United States that same morning. The 50-something woman who had scored the aisle seat next to me waited until she heard the…


Eternally Engraved

A photo of freshly washed clothes for a baby boy flashed across my computer screen the other day. My mind instantly rewound to the day I washed and folded a pile of gently worn hand-me-downs in hues of baby blue, bright reds, greens, and sunny yellows as I was anticipating the arrival of my own…


Eva and the Big Ship

My husband perished on the Titanic. Well, sort of. Yesterday, Ted, our daughters, and I were invited to a Mommy Blogging Event at the Titanic Museum Attraction in Branson, Missouri. It was a short drive from our home in Springfield and we thought it would be a good Saturday diversion. Who could have anticipated that…

The Comforter

The Comforter

Four summers ago, I made a memory I wish I could forget. It’s the kind of memory that makes me cringe every time I recall it. I try to push it out of my brain as quickly as I can. When I do think on it, I am filled with regret. I worked at a…


The Long Valley

It lurks in the corners of my mind. It sidles up to me and whispers in my ear. It hits me full force when I’m least expecting it. Grief. I’ve faced loss before. Both my grandpa and uncle died of cancer within the same year. Two years later, I experienced an abnormal conception. This time…

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