June 30th… the day MiKayla and I had been waiting for!! MiKayla and I were scheduled to pick up Kylee from her bus between 2-3 am from her return from Africa. The drive to the bus was approximately 2 ½ hours, and MiKayla said that she would drive that first leg of the trip. We…
My story from The Christian Women’s Conference in San Antonio,Texas.Summer 2016 #noexcusesnoregrets #ourjourneycontinues
5 Years Later… June 26th. The night before this heartbreaking day, MiKayla and I left to begin driving to our destination. We both worked Monday and then left shortly after we had gotten home. We wanted to drive as much of the trip the night before as we were able to because we had an…
This was when I spoke at my PK’s funeral 5 years ago… love and miss you with all of me… #noexcusesnoregrets #ourjourneycontinues
June 20, 2018. This day would have been Kirk’s and my 25th wedding anniversary. As I reflect back on the years we had together and the almost 7 years that the kids and I have had without him, then my heart is filled once again with a mixture of grief and gratitude. I clearly remember…
I clearly remember the night that Kylee told MiKayla that she wanted to go on a mission trip to Africa this summer. Kylee had already talked to me about it on the phone, and I encouraged Kylee to tell MiKayla when we were together one night on the weekend. I knew it was going to…
Today should be PK’s 23rd birthday. Parents who have had a child die are quite comfortable with this word- should. Nothing is natural or expected about burying my child. Everything in me wishes and longs to still be with him. The loss of a child is heartache beyond words. I blogged before on grief and…
Our family tradition of 18th birthday trips began with my son PK. It was the spring of PK’s junior year in high school. PK’s high school basketball team was doing very well and ended up finishing in the final four in the state. At one of his basketball tournaments leading up to this, my boy…
Friday night was MiKayla’s high school graduation. Sometimes as a mom, you spend a lot of time preparing for something or an event in your child’s life, and it still seems to catch you by surprise. At times, as I watched the graduation on Friday night, it was sometimes so surprising that my baby girl…
My first memories of Mother’s Day are of celebrating my own mother. I was blessed with a mom who has always loved her three children deeply. I have had the blessing in my life to never wonder if my mom loved me. As I write this, my heart grieves for all of the children across…
