Living With Purpose
I am sick. I have been sick for over a week and I can’t seem to get well. As I get physically worse, my mental state deteriorates as well. I am sad. I am overwhelmed. My brain doesn’t want to work right. I look around and wonder how I will ever crawl out of this […]
Rest in peace Robin Williams. I truly mean that. I hope you have finally found the quiet you desperately needed. I pray that your desperate action will help and save countless others. I couldn’t sleep last night. My mind just could not stop thinking about that moment in “Dead Poet’s Society” when the boys […]
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“Oh no buddy, what happened?” I could tell by the way my son held his head low and slithered into the van at pick up on Monday that something was not right. “I don’t even want to tell you about it,” he stated. “Did you have a rough day?” And then he just started venting. […]
Dear Cate – Today is your first birthday. I hope you are having a wonderful party in heaven. I never got to meet you or see you but I love you anyway. Just a little more than a year after my own “Kate” (as Grandpa calls her) went to heaven, you joined her. Your mother […]
Today is International Bereaved Mother’s Day 2014. We have done a lot to be proud of in the last few months… to bring awareness to grieving mothers and to do our part in supporting them as Mother’s Day approaches. I will have an entire post about all of that sometime this week. But for today, […]
Today is International Bereaved Mother’s Day 2014. We have done a lot to be proud of in the last few months… to bring awareness to grieving mothers and to do our part in supporting them as Mother’s Day approaches. I will have an entire post about all of that sometime this week. But for today, […]
Grief is a funny thing. You’ll be chugging along, everything is great and life is good, and then BOOM. You’re knocked to your knees out of nowhere. I recently had a day like this. Sundays are difficult in general. I get the three kids up and ready for church, and often have to deal with […]
I couldn’t stand up. I did not want to stand up. I did not want to get dressed or eat or leave the apartment. I just lay still on the floor as tears rolled down my face. I was paralyzed by something I just did not understand. I was afraid if I left to go […]
