Just like becoming a widow or countless other heartaches, infertility or having a miscarriage grants a person instant admission into a secret club. It is a club, of course, that no one wants to join, and it’s one with a lifetime membership. Every year, April 10 looms on the calendar, and I try to avoid…
Red Sea Road
She sat with tears in her eyes, holding my attention and apologizing for something that happened eight years ago. Gratitude poured forth from my soul, soothing a wound I didn’t know was there as we talked about the hard roads she and I had traversed alone—something I often call Red Sea Roads. These are the…
Miscarriage Moments: Could you be the friend with courage to say, “What might have been…”
Like becoming a widow, losing a job you love, or countless other heartaches, having a miscarriage grants you instant admission into a secret club. It is a club, of course, that no one wants to join and it’s one with a lifetime membership.I never expected to in it. (Letting His Hands Mend My Heart). I was already…
Joy Stolen–Take it Back.
As moms, we face trials and tribulations sometimes on a daily basis that could drive us over the edge–can I get an amen? I faced several trials this summer with learning to accept that my oldest is Autistic. Granted, she is 12 and she is still the same little girl who has my heart, but…
Healing Takes T I M E
I didn’t make my goal this week. Instead of getting back into the world two days after my surgery (D and C), I was relieved and thankful that a friend scooped up my kids while I fell back asleep. Life seems to be moving on, where as I keep finding myself in bed sleeping.…
Letting His Hands Mend My Heart
My prayer this morning as I waited for the doctor, was somehow, there would be a heartbeat. I requested she try again for my sake and sadly as I knew, there was none. Even though I didn’t hear one, I was comforted as I laid my heart in God’s hands. Fresh tears well up with each…