Sweet Jordy, Tomorrow you will wake up and bravely get ready to go to the third grade. The day after that, you will turn eight. This will be your first birthday in Florida! A very quick move, a different theatre for Daddy to run, a home to get in order, and a new school year … Continue reading Jordyn’s 8th Birthday Letter
Every year I write a birthday letter to my kiddos so that on their 18th birthday I can compile them all into a book for them to have. Somehow, some way we've made it to a 10th birthday letter! All. the. tears. I only have 8 more birthday letters to write for Miss Layla Jean … Continue reading Layla’s 10th Birthday Letter
There's this memory that keeps replaying in my mind. I don't have much say over when it happens. I'll be working, or cleaning, or driving, and then suddenly I'm re-living this moment for no particular reason except that maybe it's my brain's way of trying to work things out for itself. It was last summer. … Continue reading Sunrise, sunset.
Facebook has the option to look at your memories and see what you posted on this day years before. It's just the sweetest when you come across a milestone once forgotten or read something funny you posted about your kids. But recently, the memories have been pretty rough around here. My sister and I screenshot … Continue reading On this day…
I've been thinking a lot about the parables Jesus shares in Luke 15. Even if you aren't much of a Bible reader, even if you just appreciate the Bible as a historical book and nothing more, I think you should give this chapter a quick read. Especially if you're like me; prone to wander. Prone … Continue reading 100 Sheep
My days all consist of varying levels of grief. I haven't yet had a full day without a tear. Even happy things make me cry when I consider I can't share them with my Dad. But some days are mostly normal now. I spend a lot of time in introspection, considering loss; how we move … Continue reading Florida without Daddy
For the last few years, instead of setting specific resolutions, I have chosen a word. That word becomes my focus for the year. For 2017 my word was hope. And, oh, how I needed that word. There were so many moments that I needed to make a very conscious decision to not become hopeless. It … Continue reading My Word for 2018. Renew.