I’m not sure there has ever been a moment as heart-breaking as that one. My good intention had totally devastated my child.
The emotions rushed through my body as the tears flowed freely.
I would give anything to go back to those sleepless nights and exhausting days. But I also look forward to seeing you fly!
So I pray. And I trust. And I lean. And I cry. And I pray some more.
And I remember my God is faithful…always and forever.
She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future. Proverbs 31:25 Have you ever had a really good laugh? I mean, one of those laughs where you find tears streaming down your face? A laugh that keeps you going for days? A laugh that just feels so good and… Continue reading One of God’s Greatest Gifts
It was a wild night when we were awakened by the police at 3:00 am looking for my son.
Direct your children onto the right path, and when they are older, they will not leave it. Proverbs 22:6 Nineteen years has gone by quickly. This last weekend, we packed up my oldest son and took him to his college dorm. When he was born, it seemed like this day was a lifetime away. Now,… Continue reading The Next Chapter
My kids are on my mind a lot lately. If my life were perfect, I would probably work part-time and devote so much more time to my kids. I would be the mom who is at every activity. I would be the mom with home-cooked meals every night. I would be the mom with fresh-baked… Continue reading
Dear Blake, It’s been almost 19 years since the nurses placed you in my arms, that precious little preemie who was struggling to breathe. The weeks before your birth were tumultuous as we discovered a problem with your kidneys and watched my health deteriorate. Your birth definitely wasn’t what we planned, but in that… Continue reading A Letter to My Son On Your Graduation
My son is a graduating. Yes, my son is a senior in high school, and he graduates in just over a month. I’m not sure this reality has even hit me yet. Our year has been so busy and crazy and chaotic—between adjusting to marriage and blending two families and fighting for my step-daughter and… Continue reading Circling My Son