Two years ago, tomorrow, I received a phone call that I had prayed would come for five terrifying months. It was a phone call that would change my life, my family, my entire being, more than I ever could have imagined. I remember every detail of the conversation, and I have replayed it in my … Continue reading Another year
I want to be the mama I was to you. I want to be loving, patient, sweet and kind. I want to love unconditionally, laugh in every moment, appreciate each test for the strength it teaches me, and know every moment, though sometimes tiresome or frustrating, is an absolute and beautiful blessing. Please, sweet angel, … Continue reading Help me
I find myself getting caught up in the stress of every day life. I forgot how hard it is to balance parenting, work, marriage, a home...and grief. The days can pass by so quickly when the morning consists of rising early, feeding and clothing a toddler, trying to get to preschool with no tears and … Continue reading The little things
Hello, sweet angel. It's so hard to believe in just a few days you would be five years old. A big, healthy, five-year-old boy, thriving in preschool, choosing between soccer or tee ball, saying 'no' more than I'd want to hear, and figuring out just who you are going to be in this wonderful world. … Continue reading To my angel turning five
I made someone cry today. I don't feel entirely responsible, and I don't have guilt about the situation, but I am feeling a little ashamed that words I spoke evoked such a negative reaction in another human. I've been thinking about it quite a bit since it occurred, replaying it in my mind, wondering if … Continue reading I caused tears
It's hurting deep down in my belly today, buddy. The crying just won't stop and I can't seem to find the right combination of encouraging thoughts, positive memories, or distractions to fill even a small piece of the suffocating emptiness. All I feel is your absence. And the time. There has been so much time … Continue reading Missing you
My baby's loss, how much I miss him, how hard it is for me to continue without him, and how I feel each and every day is a testament to my love for him, but also a reflection of how selfish I have become in grief.
Today I am celebrating. I am celebrating today. We only get so many days. A limited amount. And so many of those days pass wasted. I don't want any more wasted days. So, from now on, I am going to celebrate each and every one. Yesterday I saw a rainbow on my way home. Right … Continue reading Celebrate
Hi, baby. I wanted to take a minute to thank you. For some reason, a reason I am sure you know, and one I will someday understand - when I write to you, when I talk to you, when I pray to you, when I dream of you - I know that you hear me, … Continue reading Gratefulness
Every parent wishes for 'something better' for their children.
Parenting Angels 